Celtic Irish Songs and Song-writers: A Selection. With an Introduction and MemoirsCharles MacCarthy Collins J. Cornish & sons, 1885 - 334 strán (strany) |
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... bright · 168 Dark Rosaleen · 170 · 173 • 175 · 177 Duhallow Cáhal Mór of the Wine - red Hand Lament for Banba The Brightest of the Bright The Fair Hills of Eire , O ! O Eire , my Soul , what a Woe is thine ! A Welcome for ' King ...
... bright · 168 Dark Rosaleen · 170 · 173 • 175 · 177 Duhallow Cáhal Mór of the Wine - red Hand Lament for Banba The Brightest of the Bright The Fair Hills of Eire , O ! O Eire , my Soul , what a Woe is thine ! A Welcome for ' King ...
Strana 17
... bright happiness of the old legendary life . The independent energy and aggressive boldness essential to a patriotism of action had been crushed out of the Irish soul by harassing , cruel oppression , and the feelings that should have ...
... bright happiness of the old legendary life . The independent energy and aggressive boldness essential to a patriotism of action had been crushed out of the Irish soul by harassing , cruel oppression , and the feelings that should have ...
Strana 20
... bright and abiding . The ineffable tenderness , the gentle re- proachings , or the irresistible coaxings ; the utter freedom . from immodesty or indecorum ; the familiar but respect- ful sentiment ; the sympathetic melodies - these and ...
... bright and abiding . The ineffable tenderness , the gentle re- proachings , or the irresistible coaxings ; the utter freedom . from immodesty or indecorum ; the familiar but respect- ful sentiment ; the sympathetic melodies - these and ...
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... bright particular star in the midst of a literary constellation . The Munster Bar , with which he went circuit , was in his time ' the most brilliant , eloquent , and gifted body of barristers that any circuit has ever assembled ...
... bright particular star in the midst of a literary constellation . The Munster Bar , with which he went circuit , was in his time ' the most brilliant , eloquent , and gifted body of barristers that any circuit has ever assembled ...
Strana 83
... bright only with a lime - light glare which soon dazzles and wearies . In his " Translations , ' the simplicity of the original is concealed or distorted by the clothings and embellishments of the copyist . It is as a satirist and song ...
... bright only with a lime - light glare which soon dazzles and wearies . In his " Translations , ' the simplicity of the original is concealed or distorted by the clothings and embellishments of the copyist . It is as a satirist and song ...
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Adieu Banba bards beauty blessing born bosom breast bright brow Caoch O'Leary CAROLAN charms chree cold Cork CURRAN Dark Rosaleen dear death Dermody died dream drink Dublin Duhallow ELIZABETH RYVES Erin's eyes fair Hills fame Farewell father flowers friends Garnavilla genius GERALD GRIFFIN girl glory grave green grief hand harp hath heart heaven Hills of Eire hope Innisfail Ireland Irish literature Irish Volunteers Irish wife Irishman J. C. MANGAN JOHN JOHN BANIM Lady LAMENT land lived lonely Lord lover Lysaght M'GEE maid Mary MATTHEW CONCANEN mourn native ne'er never night o'er Old Erin poems poet proud remember RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN RICHARD DALTON WILLIAMS rose round shamrock Sheridan shine sigh sing sleep smile soft Soggarth Aroon song-writer songs sorrow soul spirit sweet tears thee thine THOMAS DERMODY THOMAS MOORE thou Translated Twas vale weep wild wrote young
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Strana 265 - My life is like the autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray; Its hold is frail, — its date is brief, Restless, and soon to pass away ! Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent tree will mourn its shade. The winds bewail the leafless tree, — But none shall breathe a sigh for me...
Strana 324 - I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure ? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then, Till it grateful press again. Must I with attentive eye Watch her heaving bosom sigh ? I will do so — when I see That heaving...
Strana 305 - Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still. It is not while beauty and youth are...
Strana 210 - There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet; Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; 'twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh!
Strana 202 - Swinging uproarious In the gorgeous turrets Of Notre Dame ; But thy sounds were sweeter Than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber, Pealing solemnly. O, the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Strana 306 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth. Sweeter 'tis to gaze upon My Nora's lid that seldom rises ; Few its looks, but every one, Like unexpected light, surprises...
Strana 213 - The minstrel fell! — but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under; The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said, "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery!
Strana 201 - On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, With thy bells of Shandon That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Strana 90 - Betrayed in friendship, befooled in love, With spirit shipwrecked, and young hopes blasted, He still, still strove. Till spent with toil, dreeing death for others, And some whose hands should have wrought for him (If children live not for sires and mothers), His mind grew dim. And he fell far through that pit abysmal, The gulf and grave of Maginn and Burns, And pawned his soul for the devil's dismal Stock of returns.
Strana 282 - Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest — For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast.