Potential Titles: James Stephens

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A flame of sunlight on his hand - James Stephens "The Apple Tree"

So he did not get his awful eyes on me - James Stephens "The Apple Tree"

Take you away when the sun goes down - James Stephens "The Appointment"

For I fear you will die of the cold - James Stephens "The Appointment"

And my mother is rattling the lock - James Stephens "The Appointment"

That has no song at all to hearten it - James Stephens "The Bare Trees"

A crock of gold inside a hollow tree - James Stephens "Behind the Hill"

Had to knock five hundred times - James Stephens "Behind the Hill"

Shall gather rubies from the air - James Stephens "Beresford Place"

Who was hatched by foreign vulgarity - James Stephens "Blue Blood"

Till you and I and Time are old - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"

Old pipers of the Age of Gold - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"

Climbing the cold glass up and down - James Stephens "Charlotte Street"

Every tree and bush and bird in air - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

And bade the world forget - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

Unlash your evening eyes of pious grey - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

Call on the children by each loved name - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

And to all lamentation be there end - James Stephens "Clann Carte"

Who learns and teaches free - James Stephens "The College of Science"

Who knows a thing and will not tell - James Stephens "The College of Science"

When the bright eyes of the day open on the dusk - James Stephens "Day and Night"

And the sad moon walks the sky - James Stephens "Day and Night"

Let all men go apart and mourn together - James Stephens "Deirdre"

Close pity's heart against his woes - James Stephens "Donnelly's Orchard"

Knit straw plaits for the nest's nice lining - James Stephens "Fifteen Acres"

If we had seen your nest of clay - James Stephens "From Hawk and Kite"

I walked out in my Coat of Pride - James Stephens "The Fur Coat"

And then from each I turned in dignity - James Stephens "The Fur Coat"

To barren rocks and fields that have no clay - James Stephens "The Gang"

For no sleek eel inside an oily skin - James Stephens "The Gang"

I shall not mingle in your dreams - James Stephens "Geoffrey Keating"

An end to all the miseries that do befall - James Stephens "George's Street"

In the place where nothing stirs - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

The crooked paths go every way - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

Crouching down where nothing stirs - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

I put the sky into my pocket, and the sea into my locket - James Stephens "The Gombeen-Man"

And drive back into fairyland - James Stephens "Grafton Street"

The winter comes with silver sword - James Stephens "Honoro Butler and Lord Kenmare (1720)"

Justice comes all trouble to repair - James Stephens "Honoro Butler and Lord Kenmare (1720)"

The bird came for the grains that fell - James Stephens "The Horse"

On the breeze a belated linnet calling - James Stephens "Merrion Square"

Here and there on the wings of night - James Stephens "Mount Street"

Threw confusion on each tongue - James Stephens "Odell"

More than a thousand ages old - James Stephens "The Old Man"

Pray to fire and then to water - James Stephens "The Patriot's Bed"

Bear with modest grace gossamers of silver lace - James Stephens "Portobello Bridge"

What time you sported in the lifting tides - James Stephens "Sean O'Cosgair"

Something that was in my mind yesterday - James Stephens "The Secret"

I had buried it so low in my mind - James Stephens "The Secret"

Could be found out by the wind - James Stephens "The Secret"

In the stern and black immense that has blinded every eye - James Stephens "The Shadow"

Silence crouches on the land - James Stephens "The Shadow"

A shadow lies cloaked in velvet wrappings - James Stephens "The Shadow"

Anonymous and terrible mother of the primal ray - James Stephens "The Shadow"

The slow, sad murmur of far distant seas - James Stephens "The Shell"

Upon a shore wind-swept and desolate - James Stephens "The Shell"

Save what the dreary winds and waves incur - James Stephens "The Shell"

Setting the stars alight to wonder at the moon - James Stephens "The Shell"

And waves that journeyed blind - James Stephens "The Shell"

A small part only of my grief - James Stephens "Skim Milk"

Because my gloom gets some respite - James Stephens "Skim Milk"

Crying on the frightened air - James Stephens "The Snare"

Where they pray for the sins of Saturday - James Stephens "Westland Row"

And diamonds were sticking to my tongue - James Stephens "What the Snake Saw"

Shall drive birds from crumbs - James Stephens "York Street"


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