The Voyage Of St. Brendan A.D. 545 – The Buried City (Denis Florence MacCarthy Poems)
Beside that giant stream that foams and swellsBetwixt Hy-Conaill and Moyarta's shore,And guards the isle where good Senanus dwells,A gentle ...
Beside that giant stream that foams and swellsBetwixt Hy-Conaill and Moyarta's shore,And guards the isle where good Senanus dwells,A gentle ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
In the furnace the dry branches crackle, the crucible shines as withgold,As they carry the hot flaming metal in haste ...
O Erin! thou broad-spreading valley--thou well-watered land of freshstreams,When I gaze on thy hills greenly sloping, where the light of ...
In that land where the heaven-tinted pencil giveth shape to thesplendour of dreams,Near Florence, the fairest of cities, and Arno, ...
As on this world the young man turns his eyes,When forced to try the dark sea of the grave,Thus did ...
It was the fairest and the sweetest scene--The freshest, sunniest, smiling land that e'erHeld o'er the waves its arms of ...
At length the long-expected morning came,When from the opening arms of that wild bay,Beneath the hill that bears my humble ...
Down unto the ocean,Trembling with emotion,Panting at the notion,See the rivers run—In the golden weather,Tripping o'er the heather,Laughing all together—Madcaps ...
Where foams the white torrent, and rushes the rill,Down the murmuring slopes of the echoing hill—Where the eagle looks out ...
Bless the dear old verdant land,Brother, wert thou born of it?As thy shadow life doth stand,Twining round its rosy band,Did ...
Ethna, to cull sweet flowers divinely fair,To seek for gems of such transparent lightAs would not be unworthy to uniteRound ...
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