The Rune-Master (Padraic Colum Poems)
ARCH-SCHOLAR they'll call you,Kuno Mayer,Who know the wordBehind the wordThe men of learning . . .But who will tell themOf ...
ARCH-SCHOLAR they'll call you,Kuno Mayer,Who know the wordBehind the wordThe men of learning . . .But who will tell themOf ...
A TERRIBLE and splendid trust, Heartens the host of Innisfail; Their dream is of the swift sword-thrust; The lightning glory of the Gael. Croagh ...
pata-pata buta-buta hal hamara jane haijane na jane gul hi na jane, bag to sara jane hailagne na de bas ...
ST GEORGE! St George for England!Clear rings the ancient cry;St George! St George for England!Who dares to do and die?The ...
Duniya mein kaun kaun na yak baar ho gaya,Par munh phir is tarf na kiya us ne jo gaya.Phirti hai ...
Hum ghoom chuke basti ban mainik aas ki phans leye man mainkoi sajan ho, koi piyara hokoi depak ho, koi ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
Oh! bright are the names of the chieftains and sages,That shine like the stars through the darkness of ages,Whose deeds ...
There is a vale in the Flemish land, A vale once fair to see,Where under the sweep of the ...
Creggan GraveyardIn Creggan graveyard I slept last night in despairWith the rising of the morning a woman came to me ...
AH, happy time! when music bound in oneTwo kindred souls that ne'er were out of tune:When in the porch, beneath ...
So long as 'neath the Kalka hills The tonga-horn shall ring, So long as down the Solon dip The hard-held ...
As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely Maid last season worshipped dumbly, watched with ...
for the naming of tara this bowl of joy that her fruits of earth she'll well employ for the naming ...
A man I praise that once in Tara's Hals Said to the woman on his knees, 'Lie still. My hundredth ...
I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the ...
King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen He had outridden his war-wasted ...
In the outskirts of the village On the river's winding shores Stand the Occidental plane-trees, Stand the ancient sycamores. One ...
The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As ...
What time I paced, at pleasant morn, A deep and dewy wood, I heard a mellow hunting-horn Make dim report ...
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