Silver Apples, Golden Apples: Best-loved Irish VerseFrank Delaney Blackstaff Press, 1987 - 157 pagina's |
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Pagina 25
... side by side On a bright May mornin ' , long ago , When first you were my bride : The corn was springin ' fresh and green , And the lark sang loud and high- And the red was on your lip , Mary , And the love - light in your eye . The ...
... side by side On a bright May mornin ' , long ago , When first you were my bride : The corn was springin ' fresh and green , And the lark sang loud and high- And the red was on your lip , Mary , And the love - light in your eye . The ...
Pagina 28
... side by side . The dragons of the rock are sleeping , Sleep that wakes not for our weeping : Dig the grave and make it ready ; Lay me on my true Love's body . Lay their spears and bucklers bright By the warriors ' sides aright ; Many a ...
... side by side . The dragons of the rock are sleeping , Sleep that wakes not for our weeping : Dig the grave and make it ready ; Lay me on my true Love's body . Lay their spears and bucklers bright By the warriors ' sides aright ; Many a ...
Pagina 116
... side Doors and windows were opened wide , And men left down their work and came , And women with petticoats coloured like flame , And little bare feet that were blue with cold , Went dancing back to the age of gold , And all the world ...
... side Doors and windows were opened wide , And men left down their work and came , And women with petticoats coloured like flame , And little bare feet that were blue with cold , Went dancing back to the age of gold , And all the world ...
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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