A Book of Irish VerseRoutledge, 29. jun. 2005 - 208 sider In 1895 the thirty-year-old W.B. Yeats, already established as one of Ireland's leading poets and folklorists, published this outstanding collection of Irish verse as part of his campaign to establish a tradition of Irish poetry fit for the dawn of a new age in Ireland's history. This Routledge Classics edition, complete with a specially commissioned introduction by acclaimed writer and critic John Banville, is essential reading for all who appreciate good literature. |
Indhold
IV | 1 |
VI | 2 |
VII | 3 |
VIII | 4 |
X | 7 |
XII | 8 |
XIII | 9 |
XIV | 10 |
LXXXII | 103 |
LXXXIII | 104 |
LXXXIV | 106 |
LXXXV | 107 |
LXXXVI | 109 |
LXXXVII | 111 |
LXXXVIII | 112 |
LXXXIX | 113 |
XV | 11 |
XVII | 13 |
XVIII | 14 |
XXI | 16 |
XXII | 17 |
XXIII | 18 |
XXIV | 20 |
XXV | 27 |
XXVIII | 29 |
XXX | 31 |
XXXI | 33 |
XXXIII | 35 |
XXXV | 37 |
XXXVII | 39 |
XXXIX | 40 |
XL | 41 |
XLI | 42 |
XLII | 44 |
XLIII | 45 |
XLV | 46 |
XLVI | 48 |
XLVII | 60 |
XLVIII | 65 |
XLIX | 66 |
L | 68 |
LI | 69 |
LIII | 71 |
LIV | 73 |
LV | 74 |
LVI | 76 |
LVIII | 77 |
LX | 78 |
LXII | 79 |
LXIII | 80 |
LXIV | 89 |
LXV | 90 |
LXVII | 91 |
LXVIII | 92 |
LXIX | 93 |
LXXII | 94 |
LXXIII | 95 |
LXXIV | 96 |
LXXVI | 97 |
LXXVIII | 98 |
LXXIX | 99 |
LXXX | 101 |
LXXXI | 102 |
XC | 116 |
XCI | 117 |
XCII | 118 |
XCIII | 120 |
XCV | 121 |
XCVI | 122 |
XCVIII | 123 |
XCIX | 124 |
C | 125 |
CI | 126 |
CII | 127 |
CIII | 128 |
CVI | 129 |
CVII | 130 |
CIX | 131 |
CX | 132 |
CXI | 133 |
CXIII | 134 |
CXIV | 135 |
CXV | 137 |
CXVI | 140 |
CXVII | 141 |
CXVIII | 142 |
CXIX | 143 |
CXX | 144 |
CXXI | 145 |
CXXIV | 146 |
CXXV | 147 |
CXXVI | 148 |
CXXVII | 149 |
CXXX | 150 |
CXXXII | 151 |
CXXXIV | 152 |
CXXXV | 153 |
CXXXVIII | 154 |
CXXXIX | 155 |
CXL | 157 |
CXLI | 159 |
CXLII | 160 |
CXLIII | 162 |
CXLV | 163 |
CXLVI | 166 |
CXLVIII | 168 |
CL | 170 |
CLI | 171 |
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