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" MANY a day have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream or malt, like the brewing of men: My bed was the ground ; my roof, the green-wood above ; And the wealth that I sought, one far kind glance from my Love. "
The Poems of J.J. Callanan - Page 104
by Jeremiah Joseph Callanan - 1847 - 135 pages
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The Poets and Poetry of Ireland: With Historical and Critical Essays and Notes

Alfred Mason Williams - English poetry - 1881 - 472 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen That came not of stream or malt, — like the brewing of men. My bed was the ground, my roof the greenwood above, And the wealth that I sought one kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that night when the horses I drove from the field, That I was not...
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Gems of the Cork poets, comprising the complete works of Callanan, Condon ...

Cork poets - 1883 - 540 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream, or malt, like the brewing of men. My bed was the ground, my roof, the greenwood above, And the wealth that I sought — one fair kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that night when the horses I drove from the field, That I...
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The Popular Poets and Poetry of Ireland: And Choice Selections in Prose from ...

English poetry - 1887 - 842 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream, or malt, like the brewing of men. My bed was the ground, my roof, the greenwood above, And the wealth that I sought — one fair kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that night when the horses I drove from the field, That I...
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Irish Love-songs

Katharine Tynan - Ballads, English - 1892 - 132 pages
...came not of stream or malt — like the brewing of men, My bed was the ground ; my roof the green wood above, And the wealth that I sought, one far, kind...horses I drove from the field, That I was not near my angel from terror to shield, She stretched forth her arms— her mantle she flung to the wind, And...
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A Treasury of Irish Poetry in the English Tongue

Stopford Augustus Brooke, Thomas William Rolleston - English poetry - 1900 - 640 pages
...of men. My bed was the ground, my roof the greenwood above, And the wealth that I sought, one fair kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that night when...terror my angel to shield. She stretched forth her arms—her mantle she flung to the wind— And swam o'er Loch Lene her outlawed lover to find. Oh,...
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A Treasury of Irish Poetry in the English Tongue

Stopford Augustus Brooke, Thomas William Rolleston - English poetry - 1900 - 646 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream or malt, like the brewing of men. My bed was the ground, my roof the greenwood above, And the wealth that I sought, one fair kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that night when the horses I drove from the field, That I...
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1901 - 1190 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream or malt, like the brewing of men : My bed was the ground ; my roof, the green-wood above ; And...was not near from terror my angel to shield ! She stretch'd forth her arms ; her mantle she flung to the wind, And swam o'er Loch Lene, her outlaw'd...
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Irish Literature, Volume 2

Justin McCarthy, Maurice Francis Egan, Charles Welsh, Douglas Hyde, Lady Gregory, James Jeffrey Roche - Irish literature - 1904 - 494 pages
...came not of stream or malt, like the brewing of men ; My bed was the ground ; my roof the green wood above, And the wealth that I sought, one far kind...horses I drove from the field, That I was not near my angel from terror to shield! She stretched forth her arms, her mantle she flung to the wind, And...
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The Dublin Book of Irish Verse 1728-1909

John Cooke - English poetry - 1909 - 814 pages
...have I made good ale in the glen, That came not of stream or malt — like the brewing of men. My bed was the ground ; my roof, the greenwood above, And...sought, one far kind glance from my love. Alas ! on that nitjht when the horses I drove from the field, That I was not near from terror my angel to shield....
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The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1912 - 1104 pages
...of stream or malt, like the brewing of men : My bed was the ground ; my roof, the green-wood above j And the wealth that I sought, one far kind glance...was not near from terror my angel to shield ! She stretch'd forth her arms ; her mantle she flung to the wind, And swam o'er Loch Lene, her outlaw'd...
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