Moore (Denis Florence MacCarthy Poems)
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
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 ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
Oh! bright are the names of the chieftains and sages,That shine like the stars through the darkness of ages,Whose deeds ...
At length the long-expected morning came,When from the opening arms of that wild bay,Beneath the hill that bears my humble ...
Where foams the white torrent, and rushes the rill,Down the murmuring slopes of the echoing hill—Where the eagle looks out ...
The dream is over,The vision has flown;Dead leaves are lyingWhere roses have blown;Wither'd and strownAre the hopes I cherished,—All hath ...
Bless the dear old verdant land,Brother, wert thou born of it?As thy shadow life doth stand,Twining round its rosy band,Did ...
In the soft sunny regions that circle the waistOf the globe with a girdle of topaz and gold,Which heave with ...
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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