Cleared (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore; But oh! ...
Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave To our country a name, is withdrawn from all ...
Silence is in our festal halls -- Sweet son of song! thy course is o'er; In vain on thee sad ...
(Time -- the Ninth Century) To-morrow, comrade, we On the battle-plain must be, There to conquer, or both lie low! ...
Sublime was the warning that liberty spoke, And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke Into life and revenge from ...
Though dark are our sorrows, today we'll forget them, And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers: There ...
Silent, oh Moyle, be the roar of thy water, Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose, While, murmuring mournfully, ...
The valley lay smiling before me, Where lately I left her behind; Yet I trembled, and something hung o'er me, ...
As vanquish'd Erin wept beside The Boyne's ill-fated river, She saw where Discord, in the tide, Had dropp'd his loaded ...
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall, And its Chief, 'mid his heroes reclining, Looks up, with a sigh to ...
Avenging and bright fall the swift sword of Erin On him who the brave sons of Usna betray'd! -- For ...
Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In ...
Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes Blend like the rainbow that hangs in thy skies, Shining through ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
Like the bright lamp, that shone in Kildare's holy fane, And burn'd through long ages of darkness and storm, Is ...
'TWAS one of those dreams, that by music are brought, Like a bright summer haze, o'er the poet's warm thought ...
How oft has the Benshee cried, How oft has death untied Bright links that Glory wove, Sweet bonds entwined by ...
We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast, Who but sips of a sweet, and then ...
Let Erin remember the days of old, Ere her faithless sons betray'd her; When Malachi wore the collar of gold, ...
Oh, where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at first, Would pine ...
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius ...
Through Erin's Isle To sport awhile As Love and Valour wander'd, With Wit, the sprite, Whose quiver bright A thousand ...
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