Poems and translations
BY JOHN M. SYNGE
MAUNSEL & COMPANY, LTD 96 MIDDLE ABBEY ST. DUBLIN
1911
Cuala Press Edition. 1909. Copyright. John Quinn. 1909 Reprinted with additions (Collected Works of J. M. Synge) 1910 All rights reserved
Printed by Maunsel and Co., Ltd., Dublin
POEMS
TRANSLATIONS FROM PETRARCH SONNETS FROM “LAURA IN DEATH”
TRANSLATIONS FROM VILLON AND OTHERS
I have often thought that at the side of the poetic diction, which everyone condemns, modern verse contains a great deal of poetic material, using poetic in the same special sense. The poetry of exaltation will be always the highest; but when men lose their poetic feeling for ordinary life, and cannot write poetry of ordinary things, their exalted poetry is likely to lose its strength of exaltation, in the way men cease to build beautiful churches when they have lost happiness in building shops.
Many of the older poets, such as Villon and Herrick and Burns, used the whole of their personal life as their material, and the verse written in this way was read by strong men, and thieves, and deacons, not by little cliques only. Then, in the town writing of the eighteenth century, ordinary life was put into verse that was not poetry, and when poetry came back with Coleridge and Shelley, it went into verse that was not always human.
In these days poetry is usually a flower of evil or good; but it is the timber of poetry that wears most surely, and there is no timber that has not strong roots among the clay and worms.
Even if we grant that exalted poetry can be kept successful by itself, the strong things of life are needed in poetry also, to show that what is exalted or tender is not made by feeble blood. It may almost be said that before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal.
J. M. Synge
Francesco Petrarca
POEMS AND TRANSLATIONS
CONTENTS
POEMS
PREFACE
QUEENS
IN KERRY
A WISH
THE ’MERGENCY MAN
DANNY
PATCH-SHANEEN
ON AN ISLAND
BEG-INNISH
EPITAPH
THE PASSING OF THE SHEE
ON AN ANNIVERSARY
TO THE OAKS OF GLENCREE
A QUESTION
DREAD
IN GLENCULLEN
I’VE THIRTY MONTHS
EPITAPH
PRELUDE
IN MAY
ON A BIRTHDAY
WINTER
THE CURSE.
LAURA IS EVER PRESENT TO HIM
LAURA WAITS FOR HIM IN HEAVEN
Transcriber’s note