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Love songs and poems of the great Irish writers for Valentine’s Day

Yeats, Joyce, Boyle O’ Reilly, Heaney, and others on great love and loss

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HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. W.B. Yeats (1865–1939
Creide, daughter of Guaire, her caoine (lament) for Dinerach. A lovely ancient verse of lost love.
I'm sure 'twas a mere typo that ascribes the authorship of "The Lament for Art O'Leary" to Donal IX MacCarthy Mór Last High King of Munster died 1596. Please take note that the lament, regarded as being amongst the outstanding poems ever in the Irish language, was "keened" by Art's wife, his beloved "Eileen of the Raven Locks," Eibhlin Dubh ("Dark Eileen") O Conaill on the occasions of his murder near Macroom, Cork in 1773.
Most desirable Irishman on the planet has to be the lovely, hirsute, slender,toothsome, laughing-eyed Aidan Turner. As vampire, as poet and painter and I hope as dwarf in "THe Hobbit". Swoon-inducing reading Rossetti's poetry on YouTube.
But you left out the first line of "The Body's Speech"!! C'mon! Love W.B. Yeats as well. Check out "The song of wandering Aengus" He was the god of youth and love in the twilight years (they say).
Roses are red, Irish are U-2 Let's go get drunk,nekid and sc...
Love Seamus Heaney....
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