The Last Coach (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
Before her mirror in a pouting mood, Afraid to weep lest anger should revoke The picture there, she did impatient ...
Before her mirror in a pouting mood, Afraid to weep lest anger should revoke The picture there, she did impatient ...
Thrice in the night the priest arose From broken sleep to kneel and pray. "Hush, poor ghost, till the red ...
TA'N SIONAC AR SRAIDIB AG FAIRE GO CAOCRAC Loud shout the flaming tongues of war. The cannon's thunder rolls afar ...
The good Lord gave, the Lord has taken from me, Blessed be His name, His holy will be done The ...
Out from her doorway peeped the little maid To gaze upon the world most full of glee. Her eager eyes ...
Sweet Content, at the rich man's gate, Called, "Wilt thou let me in?" "No! thou art poor and thou art ...
The wind knocks at the window, And my heart is full of fear, For I know when it is calling ...
What ails you that you look so pale, O fisher of the sea? "'Tis for a mournful tale I own, ...
One spring as I went walking By budding leaf and thorn To see the sun a-shining Upon an Easter morn; ...
O Lady Aideen, will you wed with me, wed with me in the early morning? A silken gown for your ...
Sing a song for Evaleen, only two years old, Running laughing on life's path in her wilful way; Christ-Child, Whom ...
I had no culture for my love, Hungrily my heart cried "Knowledge, be my master, Turn, brain, O faster. Grind ...
This Consul Casement-he who heard the cry Of stricken people-and who in his fight To lift the torture load from ...
Sick I am and sorrowful, how can I be well again Here, where fog and darkness is, and big guns ...
The kine of my father, they are straying from my keeping; The young goat's at mischief, but little can I ...
Last eve as I leaned from my lattice, looked out at the night Where the grey of the sea misted ...
My fair-haired boy is sore bewitched, He goes all full of grieving; The web of gloom upon his brow Is ...
O MOTHER, mother, I swept the hearth, I set his chair and the white board spread, I prayed for his ...
I cried all night to you, I called till day was here; Perhaps you could not come, Or were too ...
Lord! when they came and stood upon my way, With "One is dead," I paused awhile to pray, In brief ...
The World were a place to play in, said the children, "The playground of the present; all that is have ...
They say it is the wind in midnight skies Loud shrieking past the window, that doth make Each casement shudder ...
Oh, the lonely road, the road to Cabinteely! 'Tis there I see a little ghost, and gaily singeth she. She ...
WHAT is balm for a soul distressed, O! sailor tell to me?"A good ship in a fighting wind glad of ...
Sitting alone in my room, Alone in the gathering gloom, Solitude in the rest of the tomb. While the drip, ...
I saw children playing, dancing in a ring, Till a voice came calling, calling one away; With sad backward glances ...
The little birds, they do not heed nor care. The ungracious wind, the branches sear and bare, The sleety burden ...
I had loved the pretty birds that by my window sung-The gentle thrush that had his nest the perfumed pines ...
When I crept over the hill, broken with tears.When I crouched down on the grass, dumb in despair,I heard the ...
Haste, maiden, haste! the spray has come to budding, The dawn creeps o'er the heavens gold and fair. Come, see ...
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