O’Hussey’s Ode To The Maguire (James Clarence Mangan Poems)
WHERE is my chief, my master, this bleak night, mavrone? O cold, cold, miserably cold is this bleak night for Hugh! Its ...
WHERE is my chief, my master, this bleak night, mavrone? O cold, cold, miserably cold is this bleak night for Hugh! Its ...
Last night was thick with wind, a time of countless stars.All night long, a vast wind played within my mosquito ...
II Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand. In the gloom of the deepening night take ...
I O tranquil meadows, grassy Tantramar, Wide marshes ever washed in clearest air, Whether beneath the ...
Crowds! Crowds! Crowds! Suddenly here as if come from the clouds That faded away as they came; Mad ...
When the impatient spirit leaves behind The clogging hours and makes no dear delay To drop this Nessus-shirt of night ...
A face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment ...
Walking faithfully living out his commands only good water should ever flow from our lips Our tongues should be praising ...
We must be careful to spring from the springs of living waters the word of God within us the Spirit ...
A flying word from here and there Had sown the name at which we sneered, To be reviled and then ...
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