O’Connell (Denis Florence MacCarthy Poems)
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
On Santa Croce's golden-pillared shrine, A thousand tapers pour their blended rays In one rich tide of radiance. Like a ...
HEALTH to my friend, and long unbroken years,By storms unruffled and unstain'd by tears:Wing'd by new joys may each white ...
1. HAWKSHAW 3rd Trinity. 5. KINGLAKE 3rd Trinity. 2. PIGOTT Corpus. ...
Come, fling for a moment, my fellows, The pick and shovel aside,And rise from the moil of our ten hours' ...
Fit winding-sheet for thee Was the upheaving eternal sea,Fit dirge the tempest's slave-alarming roll ...
The man is thought a knave, or fool, Or bigot, plotting crime, Who, for the ...
When Science, trembling in the lengthened shadeOf monster superstitions, and menacedBy raving Bigotry, a dream embracedOf prosperous worlds by mortal ...
LOFTY and strenuous of sentimentBut narrow and partial in its scope and bent,And thence the bigot of a local setOf ...
Du Wonne der Natur.—Schiller.O come away to the woodland bowers, Where the shade is soft and sweet,And pillow the head ...
Is there no bond of blood to you, my brother? Who have called her ours, the ancient Mother, And here ...
A ballad made by one of the adherents to Simon de Montfort, Earl of Leicester, soon after the battle of ...
What! "Out of danger?" Can the slighted DameOr canting Pharisee no more defame?Will Treachery caress my hand no more,Nor Hatred ...
The Day of the Lord is at hand, at hand:Its storms roll up the sky:The nations sleep starving on heaps ...
Pledged to the bravest and the best,We stand, who cannot share the fray,Staunch for the danger and the test.For them ...
So die, thou child of stormy dawn,Thou winter flower, forlorn of nurse;Chilled early by the bigot's curse,The pedant's frown, the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
I Many ingenious lovely things are gone That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude, protected from the circle of the ...
MOTLEY I count the only wear That suits, in this mixed world, the truly wise, Who boldly smile upon despair ...
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
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