An Ode – Humbly Inscribed To The Queen, On the Glorious Success of Her Majesty’s Arms (Matthew Prior Poems)
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
IThe Swallows sangALIEN to us areYour fields, and your cotes, and your glebes;Secret our nests areAlthough they be built in ...
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
From the Latin of Addison.The pygmy-people, and the feather'd train,Mingling in mortal combat on the plain,I sing. Ye Muses, favour ...
From the Latin of Addison.The pygmy-people, and the feather'd train,Mingling in mortal combat on the plain,I sing. Ye Muses, favour ...
YOU have waited, Priests of Ireland, until the hour was late:You have stood with folded arms until 'twas asked-Why do ...
TO the Wake of O'HaraCame company;All St. Patrick's AlleyWas there to see,With the friends and kinsmenOf the family.On the long ...
I have returned into my land of day,And lo! it is not light!And she who claims my homage is betrayed.I ...
July the first, in Ennis town,There was a glorious battle,Though not a man did there go down,Nor ...
This now is the poem of praise and of lamentation that was made forColumcille, Speckled Salmon of the Boyne, High ...
Poor WILLIAM was landed at bonny Dumbarton, Where the streams from Lochlomond run into the sea;At home, in sweet Ireland, he ...
O Patrick Sarsfield, health be to you, since you went to France andyour camps were loosened; making your sighs along ...
He fell in victory's fierce pursuit, Holed through and through with shot, A sabre sweep had hacked him deep Twixt neck and shoulderknot.... The ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
Why did you melt your waxen man,Sister Helen?To-day is the third since you began."The time was long, yet the time ...
APOEM,WRITTEN ON THAT COAST, AND ADDRESSED TO ITS PROPRIETOR,SIR JOHN STANLEY. THEE, STANLEY , thee, our gladden'd spirit hails,Since Life's ...
Creggan GraveyardIn Creggan graveyard I slept last night in despairWith the rising of the morning a woman came to me ...
1918 We're not so old in the Army List, But we're not so young at our trade, For we had ...
Pardon, old fathers, if you still remain Somewhere in ear-shot for the story's end, Old Dublin merchant "free of the ...
As vanquish'd Erin wept beside The Boyne's ill-fated river, She saw where Discord, in the tide, Had dropp'd his loaded ...
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