The Birth Of The Land (Pat O Cotter Poems)
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
For a thousand years the Devil crouched On the white hot flags of hell:For a thousand years the Devil cursed The imps ...
MOTHER. So thou hast brought thy bosom full of daisies And gilded celandine. There, pour them forth-- A pretty April snow--storm. Now enfold Thine ...
1.One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;And one behind the other stepp'd ...
Mi hair is besprinkled wi' gray, An mi face has grown wrinkled an wan;--They say ivvery dog has his day, An noa ...
“Old man, upon the green hillside, With yellow flowers besprinkled o’er,How long in silence wilt thou bide At this low stone door?“I ...
A lily grew in the tangle, In a flame red garment dressed,And many a ruby spangle Besprinkled her tawny breast.And the silken ...
THE WIDOW'S TALE.To Farmer Moss, in Langar Vale, came down,His only daughter, from her school in town;A tender, timid maid! ...
I stood at sunrise, on the topmost partOf lofty mountain, massively sublime;A pinnacle of trachyte, seamed and scarredBy countless generations' ...
When Arthur first in court began,And was approved king,By force of armes great victorys wonne,And conquest home did bring;Then into ...
A sultry eve pursu'd a sultry day;Dark streaks of purple in the sky were seen,And shadows half conceal'd the lonely ...
Have ye heard of bold Sir Aager,How he rode to yonder isle;There he saw the sweet Eliza,Who upon him deign'd ...
For many a winter in Billiter LaneMy wife, Mrs. Brown, was ne'er heard to complain:At Christmas the family met there ...
The wind slipt over the hill And down the valley. He dimpled the cheek of the rill ...
"Honor be to Mudjekeewis!" Cried the warriors, cried the old men, When he came in triumph homeward With the sacred ...
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the ...
The Fire at Tranter Sweatley's THEY had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and ...
They had long met o' Zundays--her true love and she-- And at junketings, maypoles, and flings; But she bode wi' ...
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of ...
First Girl When this yokel comes maundering, Whetting his hacker, I shall run before him, Diffusing the civilest odors Out ...
By the side of the brook, where the willow is waving Why sits the wan Youth, in his wedding-suit gay! ...
FAIR was this blushing ROSE of May, And fresh it hail'd morn's breezy hour, When ev'ry spangled leaf look'd gay, ...
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