The Mentor Book of Irish Poetry: From AE to YeatsDevin A. Garrity |
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Page 308
... hour by hour they say , " Please God , to - morrow ! Then we will work and play , " And their tall houses crumble away . This town is eaten through with memory Of pride and thick red Spanish wine and gold And a great come and go ; But ...
... hour by hour they say , " Please God , to - morrow ! Then we will work and play , " And their tall houses crumble away . This town is eaten through with memory Of pride and thick red Spanish wine and gold And a great come and go ; But ...
Page 308
... hour by hour they say , " Please God , to - morrow ! Then we will work and play , " And their tall houses crumble away . This town is eaten through with memory Of pride and thick red Spanish wine and gold And a great come and go ; But ...
... hour by hour they say , " Please God , to - morrow ! Then we will work and play , " And their tall houses crumble away . This town is eaten through with memory Of pride and thick red Spanish wine and gold And a great come and go ; But ...
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... hour I have walked and prayed Because of the great gloom that is in my mind . I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour And heard the sea - wind scream upon the tower , And under the arches of the bridge , the scream In the ...
... hour I have walked and prayed Because of the great gloom that is in my mind . I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour And heard the sea - wind scream upon the tower , And under the arches of the bridge , the scream In the ...
Common terms and phrases
17th century Aghadoe Aileen aroon beauty birds breast Brian O'Linn bright caubeen century cold dance Dark Rosaleen dead dear death door dream earth eyes F. R. Higgins face fair feet Floodtide fool girl God save Ireland gone grass grave green grey grief hair hand hath hear heart heaven hill holy Hurroo Inishtrahull Ireland Irish King Kinkora kiss knew L. A. G. Strong Ladle lake land light lips live lonely maid MARY DEVENPORT O'NEILL moon morning mountain never night o'er PADRAIC PEARSE poems poets pray quiet road rose Says the Shan SEAN O'FAOLAIN Shan Van Vocht sigh silent singing sleep snow soft song sorrow soul stars stone sweet tears tell thee There's Thomas Macdonagh thou thought tide tree W. R. RODGERS watch weeping wild wind woman wonder young