4 JANUARY 1913, Page 26

POETRY.

FOR SIXPENCE.

kin memory of the old days when the back seats at the Abbey Theatre. Dublin, were sixpence.) FOR sixpence I have been to Tir-na-n-oge

(No more I had to pay), And looked my fill at kings and gods and fools—. May God be with the day !

For sixpence I have seen the heart of mirth And sorrow's stricken face,

Have laughed aloud, and dried my covert tears Before I left my place-.

For sixpence I have left the world outside Rain-swept and chill and mean, And been a guest in Emain Macha's halls, Companion to a queen.

And all for sixpence I have heard fine talk From playboys, rogues, and tramps, And so forgot the east wind in the streets, The fog, the dim-eyed lamps.

Sixpence the passport to this splendid world Enchanted, sad or gay; And you the playboy of them all I saw

• For sixpende—William Fay.

-•W. M. LETiti.-