Poems by Patrick Kavanagh
Sonnet XVI: To the Lord General Cromwell
... To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough'd, ...
Paradise Regain'd: Book I (1671)
... Sir, what ill chance hath brought thee to this place ...
Paradise Regain'd: Book IV (1671)
... other harm Those terrors which thou speak'st of, did me none ...
To the Lord General Cromwell
... Hast reared Gods trophies, and His work pursued, ...
On the Lord General Fairfax at the Siege of Colchester
... Their hydra heads, and the false north displays ...
Paradise Lost: Book I (1674)
... they anon With hunderds and with thousands trooping came ...
When I Consider How My Light Is Spent
... Lodged with me useless, though my Soul more bent ...
To Mr. H. Lawes, On His Airs
... That with smooth air couldst humor best our tongue ...
To Mr. Lawrence
... Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, ...
Paradise Regain'd: Book II (1671)
... Though ravenous, taught to abstain from what they brought: ...
Sonnet XII: I did but Prompt the Age to Quit their Clogs
... But from that mark how far they rove we see, ...
Paradise Lost: Book X
... but Eve, Not so repuls'd, with tears that ceas'd not flowing, ...
Paradise Lost: Book VII (1674)
... or gemm'd Thir blossoms: with high woods the hills were crownd, ...
Paradise Lost: Book I
... they anon With hundreds and with thousands trooping came ...
On An Apple-Ripe September Morning
... And I thought of the wasps' nest in the bank ...
