Silver Apples, Golden Apples: Best-loved Irish VerseFrank Delaney Blackstaff Press, 1987 - 157 pagina's |
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... 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 of the wind's and the rain's way . - PADRAIC COLUM SHE MOVED THROUGH THE FAIR My young love ...
... 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 of the wind's and the rain's way . - PADRAIC COLUM SHE MOVED THROUGH THE FAIR My young love ...
Pagina 112
... wind . Here's hands so full o ' money an ' hearts so full o ' care , By the luck o ' love ! I'd still go light for all I did go bare . ' God save ye , colleen dhas , ' I said ; the girl she thought me wild ! Far Corrymeela , an ' the ...
... wind . Here's hands so full o ' money an ' hearts so full o ' care , By the luck o ' love ! I'd still go light for all I did go bare . ' God save ye , colleen dhas , ' I said ; the girl she thought me wild ! Far Corrymeela , an ' the ...
Pagina 124
... Wind - swept and desolate . It was a sunless strand that never bore The footprint of a man , Nor felt the weight Since time began Of any human quality or stir Save what the dreary winds and waves incur . And in the hush of waters was ...
... Wind - swept and desolate . It was a sunless strand that never bore The footprint of a man , Nor felt the weight Since time began Of any human quality or stir Save what the dreary winds and waves incur . And in the hush of waters was ...
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THE FAIRIES | 1 |
THE NIGHT BEFORE LARRY WAS STRETCHED Anonymous | 7 |
AN OLD WOMAN OF THE ROADS | 17 |
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ALFRED PERCEVAL GRAVES ANONYMOUS translated BALLAD bittern blood blue boys brave breast Brendan Kennelly bright Christ Corrymeela Dark Rosaleen dead Dear Old Ireland death Drynam Eileen Aroon eyes face Father O'Flynn FRANCIS LEDWIDGE Frank O'Connor God-knows-where golden hair gone grass grave green grey hand head hear heart Here's Hurrah hurroo Irish James Clarence Mangan John Montague John-John Johnny Kilcash Kincora King knew ye Lamb Let the toast light live look Louis MacNeice Ltd for permission Mary never night o'er old priest Peter PADRAIC COLUM Patrick Kavanagh Patrick MacDonogh permission to reprint poems poet poetry poor priest Peter Gilligan RAIFTEIRÍ road rode round sail salley gardens sláinte sleep smiled song soul Stella's sweet Thomas Kinsella Thomas MacDonagh thought Three Cows toast pass translated by Frank translated by Thomas Valentine Browne wild WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS wind Woman of Three words young