Victor James Daley

[Creeve Roe] (5 September 1858 – 29 December 1905 / Navan, County Armagh, Ireland)

Victor James Daley Poems

1. The Dove 5/25/2012
2. Our Maecenas 5/25/2012
3. The Dove 5/25/2012
4. Mother Doorstep 5/25/2012
5. Muse 5/25/2012
6. When London Calls 5/25/2012
7. The Three Roads 5/25/2012
8. Wrecked Illusions 5/25/2012
9. Omarism 5/25/2012
10. The Woman At The Washtub 5/25/2012
11. A Vision Splendid 5/25/2012
12. Desire 5/25/2012
13. Eureka 5/25/2012
14. Unto This Last 1/1/2004
15. The Martyr 1/1/2004
16. Love-Laurel 1/1/2004
17. Lethe 1/1/2004
18. Life 1/1/2004
19. Sea-Gifts 1/1/2004
20. The Gleaner 1/1/2004
21. The Hawthorn 1/1/2004
22. The Night Ride 1/4/2003
23. Villanelle 1/1/2004
24. To My Lady 1/1/2004
25. Voices 1/1/2004
26. The Serpent's Legacy 1/1/2004
27. The Nightingale 1/1/2004
28. The Old Wife And The New 1/1/2004
29. The Rajah’s Sapphires 1/1/2004
30. Spring Dirge 1/1/2004
31. Poncé De Léon 1/1/2004
32. Night 1/1/2004
33. The Gods 1/1/2004
34. The Dead Child 1/1/2004
35. The Two Keys 1/1/2004
36. The Little People 1/1/2004
37. Sixty To Sixteen 1/1/2004
38. Song 1/1/2004
39. Poppies 1/1/2004
40. Symbols 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Victor James Daley

Aphrodite

On a golden dawn in the dawn sublime
Of years ere the stars had ceased to sing,
Beautiful out of the sea-deeps cold
Aphrodite arose—the Flower of Time—
That, dear till the day of her blossoming,
The old, old Sea had borne in his heart.
Around her worshipping waves did part
Tremulous—glowing in rose and gold.
And the birds broke forth into singing sweet,
And flowers born scentless breathed perfume:
Softly she smiled upon Man forlorn,
And the music of love in his wild heart beat,
And down to the pit went his gods of gloom,
And earth grew bright and fair as...

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Cupid's Funeral

BY his side, whose days are past,
Lay bow and quiver!
And his eyes that stare aghast
Close, with a shiver.
God nor man from Death, at last,
Love may deliver.
Though—of old—we vowed, my dear,
Death should not take him;
Mourn not thou that we must here

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