Crispus Attucks (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
Negro Patriot-Killed In Boston, March 5,!770.WHERE shall we seek for a hero, and where shall we find a story?Our laurels ...
Negro Patriot-Killed In Boston, March 5,!770.WHERE shall we seek for a hero, and where shall we find a story?Our laurels ...
As for Deirdre, she cried pitifully, wearily, and tore her fair hair,and she was talking of the sons of Usnach, ...
In the very beginnings of science, the parsons, who managed things then,Being handy with hammer and chisel, made gods in ...
A Boston man an ulster had, An ulster with a cape that fluttered: It smacked his face, and made him mad, And polyglot ...
And Emer took the head of Cuchulain in her hands, and she washed itclean, and put a silk cloth about ...
ON Douglas Bridge I met a man Who lived adjacent to Strabane, Before the English hung him high For riding with O'Hanlon. The eyes ...
Let Deirdre be her name: harm will come through her. She will be fair,comely, bright-haired: heroes will fight for her, ...
O God that IMay arise with the GaelTo the song in the skyOver Inisfail!Ulster, your darkMold for me;Munster, a larkHold ...
Woe to the House of Breffni, and to Red O'Ruark woe! Woe to us all in Erinn for the shame ...
Into our townlan' on a night of snowrode a man from God knows where; None of us bade him stay ...
Is there no bond of blood to you, my brother? Who have called her ours, the ancient Mother, And here ...
Ven I fights mit dose Englishmans yet, Dere vas tings vy I nefer can't see, Und, dis ...
Wild geese are very numerous in this district, especially around Lough Esknahinny. -Cork Examiner, December , . I walked by ...
Gormlaith, wife of Niall Glundu, Happy was your dream that night, Dreamt you woke in sudden fright, Niall of Ulster ...
At the grey dawn, amongst the falling leaves,A little bird outside my window swung,High on a topmost branch he trilled ...
Out of Ulster came O'Donnell, Black O'Donnell and his crew,-- Kelly, More, Mac Carthy, Connell, Joined the cry--"O'Donnell ...
1I am gai. I am poet. I dvellRupert Street, at the fifth. I am svell.And I sing tralalaAnd I love ...
I want to go to the heather hills, To the heather hills and rocky shore. I want to climb to ...
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here ...
Whether the Turkish new moon minded be To fill his horns this year on Christian coast; How Poles' right king ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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