In the Seven Woods

William Butler Yeats

I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods
Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees
Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away
The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness
That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile
Tara uprooted, and new commonness
Upon the throne and crying about the streets
And hanging its paper flowers from post to post,
Because it is alone of all things happy.
I am contented, for I know that Quiet
Wanders laughing and eating her wild heart
Among pigeons and bees, while that Great Archer,
Who but awaits His hour to shoot, still hangs
A cloudy quiver over Pairc-na-lee.

It is said that Coole Park has seven woods. Yeats was inspired to write a number of great poems by the beauty of Coole and its woods, including two about the wood Kyle-Na-No.

Yeats visited Coole Park's house and estate often when it was the home of Lady Augusta Gregory and a centre of the Irish Literary Revival in the early 20th century.