The Brus Book XV (John Barbour Poems)
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
The erle off Carrik Schyr Edward,That stoutar wes than a libardAnd had na will to be ...
TO the Wake of O'HaraCame company;All St. Patrick's AlleyWas there to see,With the friends and kinsmenOf the family.On the long ...
O woman, shapely as the swan,On your account I shall not die:The men you've slain — a trivial clan —Were ...
I WISH I'd never gone to board In that house where I metThe touring lady from abroad, Who mocks my nightmares yet.I ...
HOLY CROSS: MAY, 1917(For Major Joseph W. O'Connor, '03)Birds are merry and the budsCome along with May:Lonely is the linden ...
WRITTEN TO THE LONDONDERRY AIR"Tira autumn sun your shadow's flung, my Cahill,Upon the field where now your reapmg's done,Lo, there! ...
Oh the tear is in my eye, and my heart it is breaking,Thou hast fled from me, Connor, and left ...
The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm'd the treetops, and ...
'TWAS night-and where a watery sound Came moaning up the Flat,Six rude and bearded stockmen round Their blazing ...
Mr Blades, the butcher, was a large and beefy man,"Best him at a cattle deal," 'twas said, "no other can.' ...
Mr Bodge, the banker, was a power in the land;His city bank had granted him an autocratic hand; For our ...
One-and-two-and-three-and-four --You're playing it by ear, boy! Eyes upon the score! Miss Trapp, the music teacher, very prim and staid, ...
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street,A gentleman Irish mighty odd;He had a brogue both rich and sweet,And to rise in ...
O, road and path, and path and road,They write the story plain; To the picnic grounds, to the little church, ...
Why, oh why was Kater lifted From the darkness, where he drifted All unknown, and raised to honour, Side by ...
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