The Celt’s Paradise. Fourth Duan (John Banim Poems)
And yet beneath that happy sky,Was heard one ever--during sigh,One heart of sadness there was known,One voice of sorrow wept ...
And yet beneath that happy sky,Was heard one ever--during sigh,One heart of sadness there was known,One voice of sorrow wept ...
When tempest winnowed grain from bran;And men were looking for a man,Authority called you to the van, McClellan:Along the line the ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
II love this ocean picture's pale reserve:No tints unnatural of purpling grain,Azure, or opal, mar the rough grey main,The sweep, ...
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall, And its Chief, 'mid his heroes reclining, Looks up, with a sigh to ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
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