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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Page 27
... o'er the white road the clachan caddies Play at their marlies and goaling - ba ' . O , fair are the fields o ' Baile - liosan , And fair are the faes o ' green Magh - luan ; But fairer the flowers of Newtownbreda , Wet wi ' dew in the ...
... o'er the white road the clachan caddies Play at their marlies and goaling - ba ' . O , fair are the fields o ' Baile - liosan , And fair are the faes o ' green Magh - luan ; But fairer the flowers of Newtownbreda , Wet wi ' dew in the ...
Page 89
... o'er me ; The friends I loved were at my side , and Irish fields before me . The road was steep ; the pelting showers had cooled the sod beneath us ; And there were lots of mountain flowers , a garland to enwreath us . Far , far below ...
... o'er me ; The friends I loved were at my side , and Irish fields before me . The road was steep ; the pelting showers had cooled the sod beneath us ; And there were lots of mountain flowers , a garland to enwreath us . Far , far below ...
Page 224
... o'er ! - the hunt is up ! – the quarry stands at bay ! For , halted on a gentle slope , bold Tyrrell placed his hand , And proudly stept he to the front , his banner in his hand , And plung'd it deep within the earth , all plainly in ...
... o'er ! - the hunt is up ! – the quarry stands at bay ! For , halted on a gentle slope , bold Tyrrell placed his hand , And proudly stept he to the front , his banner in his hand , And plung'd it deep within the earth , all plainly in ...
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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