IDEAL (Padraic Pearse 1879 – 1916)


(Padraic Pearse 1879 – 1916)


Naked I saw thee,

O beauty of beauty!

And I blinded my eyes

For fear I should flinch


I heard thy music,

O sweetness of sweetness!

And I hardened my heart

For fear of my ruin.


I blinded my eyes

And my ears I shut,

I hardened my heart,

And my love I quenched.


I turned my back

On the dream I had shaped

And to this road before me

My face I turned.


I set my face

To the road here before me,

To the work that I see,

To the death that I shall meet.

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