Deirdre’s Lament For The Sons Of Usnach (Lady Augusta Gregory Poems)
As for Deirdre, she cried pitifully, wearily, and tore her fair hair,and she was talking of the sons of Usnach, ...
As for Deirdre, she cried pitifully, wearily, and tore her fair hair,and she was talking of the sons of Usnach, ...
"Come, sing a new song to her here while we listen!"They cry to her sons who sing;And one sings: " ...
Seven dog-days we let pass Naming Queens in Glenmacnass, All the rare and royal names Wormy sheepskin yet retains, Etain, Helen, Maeve, and Fand, Golden ...
There's no dew or grass on Cluan Leathan. The cuckoo is not to be seenon the furze; the leaves are ...
Let Deirdre be her name: harm will come through her. She will be fair,comely, bright-haired: heroes will fight for her, ...
Beauty and bright fame go not together, IBought oranges to-day from Queen Deirdre.Apollo hewed the beech, I stood and watchedA ...
I dreamed a dream, mavourneen, I dreamed a dream yestreen, That I was King in Kerry, and you were Galway's ...
Fair Maeve, that was queen of Beauty, Whither, whither has she gone? Ask the cairn that over Sligo ...
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
NOT her own sorrow only that hath place Upon yon gentle face. Too slight have been her childhood's years to ...
THEY tell me that the earth is still the same Although the Red Branch now is but a name, That ...
THE WONDER of the world is o'er: The magic from the sea is gone: There is no unimagined shore, No ...
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