The Mentor Book of Irish Poetry: From AE to YeatsDevin A. Garrity |
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Page 77
... roads where there's never a house nor bush , And tired I am of bog and road , And the crying wind and the lonesome hush . And I am praying to God on high , And I am praying Him night and day , For a little house , a house of my own— Out ...
... roads where there's never a house nor bush , And tired I am of bog and road , And the crying wind and the lonesome hush . And I am praying to God on high , And I am praying Him night and day , For a little house , a house of my own— Out ...
Page 337
... road- The hawthorn trees were wet with rain The hills had drawn their white blinds down- Three children on the road from town . Their wealthy eyes in splendour mocked Their faded rags and bare wet feet , The King had sent his daughters ...
... road- The hawthorn trees were wet with rain The hills had drawn their white blinds down- Three children on the road from town . Their wealthy eyes in splendour mocked Their faded rags and bare wet feet , The King had sent his daughters ...
Page 420
... road to sweet Athy , Hurroo ! hurroo ! While going the road to sweet Athy , Hurroo ! hurroo ! While going the road to sweet Athy , A stick in my hand and a drop in my eye , A doleful damsel I heard cry : " Och Johnny , I hardly knew ye ...
... road to sweet Athy , Hurroo ! hurroo ! While going the road to sweet Athy , Hurroo ! hurroo ! While going the road to sweet Athy , A stick in my hand and a drop in my eye , A doleful damsel I heard cry : " Och Johnny , I hardly knew ye ...
Common terms and phrases
9th 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 pass 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