Poems by Katharine Tynan
Immortality
... Old wounds and scars have left no trace, ...
Mater Dei
... That saw both worlds, came home to rest, ...
Nymphs
... Oreads all ? Nothing at all stirs here save the drip of the fountain ...
Sheep and Lambs
... I saw the sheep with their lambs, ...
St. Francis and the Birds
... And the thunder even, And the flowers' sweet breath ...
The Children of Lir
... With the proud swan-father, tall, and strong, and stately, ...
The Doves
... As though it grieves and grieves ...
The Foggy Dew
... And the wind from the mountains in that remembered place, ...
The Legend of St. Austin and the Child
... And yet so full of awe, That with a curved sea-shell, ...
The Nurse
... Lest they should fret, lest they should weep, ...
The Wind that Shakes the Barley
... Oh, still through summers and through springs ...
The New Recruit
... While they're for shop and plough ...
Herbal
... Now the love-lies-bleeding grows ...
Alienation
... Something, some chill between two lovers -- ...
The Temple
... What then? Here be temples more than man's ...
