At Casey’s After Mass (John O Brien Poems)
There's a weather-beaten sign-post where the track turns towards the west,Through the tall, white, slender timber, in the land i ...
There's a weather-beaten sign-post where the track turns towards the west,Through the tall, white, slender timber, in the land i ...
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
The presbytery has gone to pot since this house-keeper came;She's up-to-date and stylish; but the place is not the sameSince ...
We meet him first in frills immersed,By everyone caressed and nursed, A bonny baby-rather!But, though they please his every whim,Fill up ...
Come, Little One, and sing to me A song our big wide land to bless,Around whose gentle parent-knee We've twined the flowers ...
When that hour comes when I shall sit alone,And ponder on the things that were, but are no more,The while ...
With trust in God and her good man She settled neath the spur;The old slab dwelling, spick and span, Was world enough ...
Tell me, what's a girl to do When the gossoons court and cozen?Some have none and some have two, More can count ...
Sing me a song with the ring of truth in it,Sing me a song with the freshness of youth in ...
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