Nomina Sunt Consequentia Rerum Poem by Joseph Mary Plunkett

I felt within my heart awake and glow
A spirit of Love’s excellence that slept,
Then I beheld Love as from afar he stept
So joyful that his face I scarce could know.
He said: Now think all honour me to show
And through each word of his Love’s laughter crept;
Then as my lord awhile his splendour kept,
Gazing there whence he came, where he would go,

Nuala and Columba did I see
Come towards the place where I was lingering,
One marvel first, the other following,
And, even as retelleth memory,
Love said: That one who follows this our Spring
Hath Love for name, so like is she to me.