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 ...
A LEGEND OF GLENDALOUGH It was the bride of Colman Dhu In Glendalough sat down, She hushed the babe upon ...
Young Dermod stood by his mother's side,And he spake right stern and cold;"Now, why do you weep and wail," he ...
A BALLAD OF SORROW "Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! arise and let me in; Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! will you awake?" ...
You were very fair to meet once, Marie, With your eyes like some blue hiding flower, Now where the sun ...
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 ...
Who knocks at the Geraldine's door to-night In the black storm and the rain? With the thunder crash and the ...
In the springtime once I wandered 'mid fair flowers of golden hue; Wonder-eyed I gazed around me in those fields ...
Somehow I never liked you, John, your ways were crude Your smile was pharisaical, your manners rude; Although you prospered ...
A beggar sat by the King's highway, O, but the road was long! His hair was black and his beard ...
The Dean of Santiago on his mule Rode quick the Guadalquivir banks along, He had no eye the veiling eve ...
This is an evil night to go, my sister, To the thorn-tree across the fairy rath, Will you not wait ...
This is the scene of a man's despair, and a soul's release From the difficult traits of the flesh; so, ...
White feet half hid in violets, small hands in a burden fair, A burden of Spring's first blossoms she wove ...
Do you hunt alone to-day, O Red Richard! Pray you tell me, do you hunt all your lone? "Ay, I ...
In every man this world doth hold Two selves are cast in that human mould. If he hearken but to ...
'Twas on a gloomy afternoon When all the world was out of tune, And lover's lot amiss, When Chloe, waiting ...
God bless the work, said young Kathleen, She bent her golden head, And in her cheek that was so pale ...
Heaven help your home to-night,MacCormac; for I knowA white witch woman is your bride:You married for your woe.You thought her ...
It dawned a morn to make a heart despair, East was the wind and chill the April air. No beast ...
What makes you so late at the trysting? What caused you so long to be? For a weary time I ...
Where have you been, my pale, pale son, all night in the winter storm? (Hark! the joy bells chime in ...
God made the man and bid him multiply, Replenish the green earth, nor break the die Made by His hand; ...
Golden-throated, hath God sent thee for our comfort in the city? Sweet, sweet! singing, singing all the day. I said ...
Who was stealing the Baron's wine, Golden sherry and port so old, Precious, I wot, as drops of gold? Lone ...
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