The Old Mass Shandryden (John O Brien Poems)
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
In the beams of a beautiful day, Made soft by a breeze from the sea,The horses were started away, The fleet-footed thirty ...
It's the flag of France! the flag of France, I see!Life to it! Health to it! fold on fold,With the ...
When the cresset of war blazed over the land,And a call rang fierce thro the West,Saying, "Rough Riders, come to ...
Now McEvoy was altar-boyAs long as I remember;He was, bedad, a crabbed lad,And sixty come December.Faith, no one dared to ...
Fall the shadows on the gullies, fades the purple from the mountain;And the day that's passing outwards down the stairways ...
GAMARRA is a dainty steed,Strong, black, and of a noble breed,Full of fire, and full of bone,With all his line ...
Himself and me put in the trap And daundered into town,And there we found a whirlygig, ...
Perched on a dead volcanic pile,Now charted as a submerged peak,Near to a moon-washed coral isle,A hundred leagues from Mozambique,Three ...
Which reminds me, said O'Brien --"And 'tis not a word of lyin' -- Of a summertime way back in eighty-two,Whin ...
I dreamed a dream, mavourneen, I dreamed a dream yestreen, That I was King in Kerry, and you were Galway's ...
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street,A gentleman Irish mighty odd;He had a brogue both rich and sweet,And to rise in ...
Before my time my kindred were As felons in their land, Because they claimed the liberty That freemen understand. Ere ...
GAMARRA is a dainty steed, Strong, black, and of a noble breed, Full of fire, and full of bone, With ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
Eamer o' Keefe with your tinge of brogue And Irish warmth, Daisy and Debjani With your karma and cool verse, ...
To Simon Jenner NO ARMITAGE (I'd like to see his rage) NO DUHIG (one dig long overdue) NO GREENLAW (M ...
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
You were the one I wanted most to know So like yet unlike, like fire and snow, The casual voice, ...
Remember the Glories of Brien the Brave Remember the glories of Brien the brave, Though the days of the hero ...
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