Raglan Road Flashcards
On Raglan Road of an autumn day
I saw her first and knew
On Raglan Road of an autumn day
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I might one day rue
I saw the danger
and I passed
Along the enchanted way
I saw the danger, and I passed
Along the enchanted way
And I said, “Let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day”
On Grafton Street
On Grafton Street in November
We tripped lightly along the ledge
On Grafton Street in November
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worth of passions play
The Queen of Hearts
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts
And I not making hay
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts
And I not making hay
Oh, I loved too much and by such, by such
Is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
That’s known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint
And word and tint without stint
I gave her poems to say
And word and tint without stint
I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That I had loved not
That I had loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
That I had loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay
He’d lose his wings at the dawn of day
