And as I Rode by Granard MoatCombining the rigour of an anthologist with the informal charm of a legendary raconteur, Benedict Kiely leads us on a delightful ramble around Ireland through song and verse. Starting in 'Sweet Omagh Town', we travel down the lanes and highways of thirty-two counties with help from the great poets of Ireland and from the traditional songs of nature, love and rebellion - 'The Yellow Bittern', 'Ringleted Youth of My Love', 'The Bold Fenian Men' and many others. And as I Rode by Granard Moat is much more than a collection of poems and ballads: it is at once the literary evocation of an island and an intimate, highly personal chronicle. |
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... hand , the melt of shells corrupting , I seem to have known all these things forever . ' I felt my hand being shaken now by Carleton : ' All this is like a trout kept in a spring or maggots sown in wounds for desperate ointment ...
... hand , the melt of shells corrupting , I seem to have known all these things forever . ' I felt my hand being shaken now by Carleton : ' All this is like a trout kept in a spring or maggots sown in wounds for desperate ointment ...
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... hand of man . But here is AE away in the West in Erris and Tyrawley where the gorse and the heather defy man . Or did until recently . Man becomes more murderous . CARROWMORE It's a lonely road through bogland to the lake at Carrowmore ...
... hand of man . But here is AE away in the West in Erris and Tyrawley where the gorse and the heather defy man . Or did until recently . Man becomes more murderous . CARROWMORE It's a lonely road through bogland to the lake at Carrowmore ...
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... hand , And proudly stept he to the front , his banner in his hand , And plung'd it deep within the earth , all plainly in their view , And waved aloft his trusty sword , and loud his bugle blew . Saint Colman ! ' twas a fearful sight ...
... hand , And proudly stept he to the front , his banner in his hand , And plung'd it deep within the earth , all plainly in their view , And waved aloft his trusty sword , and loud his bugle blew . Saint Colman ! ' twas a fearful sight ...
Contents
Contents | 1 |
The Green Flowery Banks Anon 7 The Ballad of Douglas Bridge | 14 |
Omagh Town Anon 28 The Treacherous Waves of Loughmuck | 31 |
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