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 ...
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 ...
The day of wintry wrath is o'er,The whirlwind and the storm have pass'd,The whiten'd ashes of the snowEnwrap the ruined ...
Oh! the orator's voice is a mighty power,As it echoes from shore to shore,And the fearless pen has more sway ...
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