Again arrives that holy day,
As Earth its yearly circuits makes;
That much revered St Patrick’s Day
That day of days which e’er awakes
Within each heart of Irish race.
A Christian thought- a loving thrill:
When kindled memories kindly trace
Some verdant vale; some shamrocked hill,
From which the thinker had to roam
Upon this rugged earth’s highway
That day of days for Irishmen
With blessed traditions comes again
All hail! St Patrick’s Day.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing by William Butler Yeats
- Sitting atop the mountain hill by Swami Aaron Thomas
- In May by William Henry Davies
- Her Anxiety by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: Address To The Unco Guid, Or The Rigidly Righteous:
- Dica by Sappho
- Ольга Седакова – Только время доходит сюда
- Ольга Седакова – Ангел Реймса
- The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman by William Butler Yeats
- The Grey Rock by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Луговской – Гуниб
- Кондратий Рылеев – Переводчику «Андромахи»
- Soup Song by Russell Edson
- Polyphemus poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Conversation Among The Ruins by Sylvia Plath
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
