The Poems of Thomas D'Arcy McGee: With Copious Notes. Also an Introduction and Biographical SketchD. & J. Sadlier & Company, 1869 - 612 pagina's |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 596 - We were now treading that illustrious island, which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions, whence savage clans and roving barbarians derived the benefits of knowledge, and the blessings of religion. To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible, if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish, if it were possible.
Pagina 596 - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of lona.
Pagina 176 - They prayed with fire-touch'd lips. Great were their deeds, their passions, and their sports; With clay and stone They piled on strath and shore those mystic forts, Not yet o'erthrown; On cairn-crown'd hills they held their council-courts; While youths alone, With giant dogs, explored the elk resorts, And brought them down.
Pagina 177 - The Druid's altar and the Druid's creed We scarce can trace, There is not left an undisputed deed Of all your race, Save your majestic song, which hath their speed. And strength and grace ; In that sole song, they live and love, and bleed — It bears them on through space.
Pagina 176 - ... the misty space Of twice a thousand years, In Erin old there dwelt a mighty race, Taller than Roman spears; Like oaks and towers they had a giant grace, Were fleet as deers, With wind and waves they made their 'biding place, These western shepherd seers.
Pagina 427 - One fair, and old, and sadly grand — My wedded wife and my native land. One tarrieth sad and seriously Beneath the roof that mine should be; One sitteth sibyl-like by the sea, Chanting a grave song mournfully. A little life I have not seen Lies by the heart that mine hath been; A cypress wreath darkles now, I ween, Upon the brow of my love in green. The mother and wife shall pass away, Her hands be dust, her lips be clay; But my other love on earth shall stay, And live in the life of a better day....
Pagina 428 - I'd tarry none here, if will had wings. For she never was weary of blessing me. When morn rose dreary on thatch and tree; She evermore chanted her song of faith, When darkness daunted on hill and heath. If will had wings, how fast I'd flee To the home of my heart o'er the seething sea! If wishes were power — if words were spells, I'd be this hour where my own love dwell*.
Pagina 596 - We were now treading that illustrious island which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions ; whence savage clans, and roving barbarians, derived the benefit of knowledge and the blessings of religion. To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the...
Pagina 135 - HAIL to our Celtic brethren wherever they may be, In the far woods of Oregon, or o'er the Atlantic sea ; Whether they guard the banner of St. George, in Indian vales, Or spread beneath the nightless North experimental sails — One in name, and in fame, Are the sea-divided Gaels.
Pagina 282 - I'm near her To love till death my Irish wife. Oh, what would be this home of mine — A ruined, hermit-haunted place, But for the light that nightly shines, Upon its walls from Kathleen's face? What comfort in a mine of gold — What pleasure in a royal life, If the heart within lay dead and cold, If I could not wed my Irish wife? I knew the law forbade the banns — I knew my king abhorred her race — Who never bent before their clans, Must bow before their ladies