The Inn Of The Five Chimneys (Clinton Scollard Poems)
It had five chimneys, had that Inn, (As every man has senses five, The while upon earth he bides alive) ...
It had five chimneys, had that Inn, (As every man has senses five, The while upon earth he bides alive) ...
There is a vale in the Flemish land, A vale once fair to see,Where under the sweep of the ...
(GLOZE ROYAL) _The surges sing in ceaseless monotone The songs and sagas of the long-ago; Many and mournful are ...
THEY rode from the camp at morn With clash of sword and spur. The birds were loud in the ...
'T Was Captain Church, bescarred and brown,And armed cap-a-pie. Came ambling into Plymouth-town; And from far riding up and down ...
It was Sir Frederick Hamilton's men Were hungry for the fray, And it was a son of the bog ...
I dreamed a dream, mavourneen, I dreamed a dream yestreen, That I was King in Kerry, and you were Galway's ...
Oh, the wind from the desert blew in! — KhamsinThe wind from the desert blew in! It blew from the ...
As I came down from Lebanon, Came winding, wandering slowly down Through mountain passes bleak and brown, The cloudless day ...
In the kingdom they call "Kerry" there's a "bohareen" goes climbin' Above the thatch o' cots at Ballymore-- A ...
The mist crept in from the sea Out of the void and the vast; And it bore the silver ...
At night there came unto MacCarthy More A hooded vision with a voice that said, "Go thou straightway and raise ...
Abbeydorney, Abbeydorney, Long ago thy race was run, Prone thou art 'mid thickets thorny, Shrine of Kyrie Eleison! ...
I This is the hill of Maeve, the queen, A mighty bulwark of gray-green Whereon was set, by hands unknown, ...
This morning more mysterious seems the sea Than yesterday when, with reverberant roar, It charged upon the beaches, and the ...
O a song for Joyce's Country, where the grim wild mountains be, And the wind wails over the moorland as ...
Say, O wander-lover, say,What is May in Umbria?Days that never dim nor darkle;Nights that spangle, nights that sparkle;Dawns that flame ...
Above the shouting of the gale, The whipping sheet, the dashing spray, I heard, with notes ...
I set apart a day for wandering; I heard the woodlands ring, The hidden white-throat sing, And the harmonic West, ...
Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers' loud refrain Gives the ...
I I heard the bells of Sligo say The tranquil requiem of day. I saw the fires of sunset burn ...
WITHOUT my door at morning-tide There rang a summons hale and fair;I roused and threw the portal wide, ...
What is that shimmering line of white Gliding under the stark midnight-- Gliding--gliding--gliding--gliding-- Where the river gleams when the ...
I We heard the breakers clash and boom; We saw them plunge and writhe and rise, And toss great ...
We made Donegal in the teeth of gray weather, We made Donegal with the wind blowing free, And the ...
I On Caragh lake the evening light Is violet and amethyst, And the dark shadows of the pines ...
One day as I stood at the Bridge of Luckeen, Above the bright water all glancin' an' green, There strayed ...
Over the wave-rim faint and far (Spectral sail and ghostly spar) Through the mist-banks a vessel glides Biding the ...
By the "Church of the Name" lies Desmond, The body of Desmond lies, And the wind of the east ...
As I stood amid the bracken, as I stood amid the fern, I could hear the merry bicker, the blithe ...
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