The Me Within Thee Blind! (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
I At the convent doors, full of alarm She stood, like a young bird quitting its nest. Her first flight ...
I At the convent doors, full of alarm She stood, like a young bird quitting its nest. Her first flight ...
It was the Black Earl Roderick Who rode towards the south; The frown was heavy on his brow, The sneer ...
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
Withered with years and broken by Time's play I still do live, who only seek to lay My harp aside ...
A TRUE STORYI I am a man who hath known trouble, O'Ruarc of the Lake. On my life's glass joy ...
Going, going! the voice was loud, And, rising, silenced the chattering crowd. "Going! going! shall it be gone?" The auctioneer ...
Woe to the House of Breffni, and to Red O'Ruark woe! Woe to us all in Erinn for the shame ...
In the springtime once I wandered 'mid fair flowers of golden hue; Wonder-eyed I gazed around me in those fields ...
The Dean of Santiago on his mule Rode quick the Guadalquivir banks along, He had no eye the veiling eve ...
This is the scene of a man's despair, and a soul's release From the difficult traits of the flesh; so, ...
Where have you been, my pale, pale son, all night in the winter storm? (Hark! the joy bells chime in ...
Lone did I go within the ancient place, With hush?d voice, and slow and reverent tread; While on the walls ...
A Ballad Father John in the green lane went And he drew his robe full tight, "I would," quoth he, ...
O the chatter, chatter, chatter, Of the things that do not matter. Little wordy things that clatter, Restless feet that ...
It will be all the same in a thousand years. And in a thousand years It will be all the ...
When I was a young lad of happy sixteen There came to my window the Cushla-mo chree, And the song ...
The Virgin speaks Draw back the starry curtains of the night, O Cherubim, and Seraphim! Pull back the purple curtains ...
A Prayer in Time of War Whence comes the rain that ceaselessly doth fall, And seems to hold the bitter ...
She made roses all the day for pretty ladies' wear, All through the patient hours, half into the night. Dragged ...
It was the Christmas of the year; The wind blew chill, the night was drear; And round the strong walls ...
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 ...
I wish I were over the Curlew Mountains, Marching to Sligo by valley and fen; I wish I were back ...
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 ...
Lo! I am athirst, said the brown earth, "And I would drink my fill." "Have I not slaked thee," cried ...
One spring as I went walking By budding leaf and thorn To see the sun a-shining Upon an Easter morn; ...
Here, in the silent churchyard, 'mid a thousand dead, alone, Weary I sit for a moment clasping this cross of ...
Listen to the tramping! Oh, God of pity, listen! Can we kneel at prayer, sleep all unmolested, While the echo ...
This Consul Casement-he who heard the cry Of stricken people-and who in his fight To lift the torture load from ...
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