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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... side by side . min ' thon snow , What with discourse goin ' to and fro , The night would be wearin ' thin , Yet never so late when we rose to go But someone would say : ' Do ye An ' the man who came wanderin ' in ? ' And we be to fall ...
... side by side . min ' thon snow , What with discourse goin ' to and fro , The night would be wearin ' thin , Yet never so late when we rose to go But someone would say : ' Do ye An ' the man who came wanderin ' in ? ' And we be to fall ...
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... side to side and up like a diver's surfacing after a plunge , then with a look that said , let this cup pass , he seemed to take cognizance again of where he was : the road , the mountain top , and the air , benign after the soft rain ...
... side to side and up like a diver's surfacing after a plunge , then with a look that said , let this cup pass , he seemed to take cognizance again of where he was : the road , the mountain top , and the air , benign after the soft rain ...
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... side of the river ( or what the E.S.B. left of the river ) in Ballyshannon was a sin . But on the other side of the river you could dance until dawn rose and your feet fell off , and your immortal soul not be one bit the worse for wear ...
... side of the river ( or what the E.S.B. left of the river ) in Ballyshannon was a sin . But on the other side of the river you could dance until dawn rose and your feet fell off , and your immortal soul not be one bit the worse for wear ...
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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