 With frogs for their watch-dogs. All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits ; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going...  Poems - Page 88by William Allingham - 1850 - 297 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Lucy W. S. Thacher - Children's poetry - 1903 - 466 pages
...watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-tops The old King sits ; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | Children's poetry - 1903 - 518 pages
...watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old king sits ; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist, Columbkill...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going up with music, On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | English poetry - 1904 - 276 pages
...their watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits ; He is now so old and gray He 's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold, starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | English poetry - 1904 - 542 pages
...their watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits ; He is now so old and gray He 's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses : Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | Justin McCarthy, Maurice Francis Egan, Charles Welsh, Douglas Hyde, Lady Gregory, James Jeffrey Roche - Authors, Irish - 1904 - 510 pages
...their watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old King sits; He is now so old and gray, He 's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - American poetry - 1905 - 346 pages
...their watch-dogs, All night awake. ' High on the hill-top The old King sits; He is now so old and gray He 's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | English poetry - 1905 - 726 pages
...watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old king sits ; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses : Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - American poetry - 1905 - 348 pages
...watch-dogs, All night awake. ' High on the hill-top The old King sits; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill...crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
 | Frederick Brigham De Berard - Literature - 1905 - 330 pages
...watchdogs, All night awake. High on the hill-top The old king sits; He is now so old and gray He's nigh lost his wits. With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses On his stately journeys From Slieveleaguc to Rosses; Or going up with music On cold, starry nights, To sup with the queen Of the... | |
 | American poetry - 1905 - 106 pages
...their watch-dogs, All night awake. High on the hill-tops The old King sits; He is now so old and gray With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses, On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses; Or going up with music On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen Of the gay Northern Lights.... | |
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