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A BABY was sleeping, its mother was weeping

A cabin on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook
A dream lives in the purple of thy hills

A fair lady once, with her young lover walked
A health to you, Piper .

A laughter in the diamond air

A little lonely moorland lake.

A long, long way since yesterday

"A million a decade "

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A pity beyond all telling

A plenteous place is Ireland

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A poor old cottage tottering to its fall

A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers

A spirit speeding down on All Souls Eve.

A terrible and splendid trust

A voice of the winds

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I, 440

I, 439

A whisper of spring's in the air

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Ah, Drimmin dhu dheelish, a pride of the flow

I, 287

Ah! my heart is weary waiting

II, 50

"Ah, then, who is that there talkin'"

Ah, sweet is Tipperary in the spring-time

II, 42

I, 458

Ah! why should I recall them

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Alas, for the days of dear Ireland's splendor
All day in exquisite air

All holy influence dwells within

All that's bright must fade

All the heavy days are over

All the words that I utter

All ye who love the spring-time

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I, 227
II, 151

II, 524

II, 533

I, 69

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As I roved out one summer's morning.

II, 371

As oak-leaves, when autumn is turning them sere

II, 456

As slow our ship her foamy track

II, 153

"As the breath of the musk-rose is sweetest "

II, 258

As the sweet blackberry's modest bloom

I, 82

At early dawn I once had been .

II, 469

At Tarah to-day in this awful hour

II, 110

Away from the town in the safe retreat

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping

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Away with the nonsense of vain poetasters

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Before the first ray of blushing day

I, 375

Before the sun rose at yester-dawn

II, 376

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms.

Behold! a troop of travelers descending to the shore.

II, 348

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Beyond, beyond the mountain line

Between us may roll the severing ocean

II, 478

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Bindin' the oats in sweet September

I, 153
II, 44

Bless the dear old verdant land.

II, 117

Blest are the dormant

11, 365

Brian O'Linn was a gentleman born

Buttercups and daisies in the meadow

Bring from the craggy haunts of birch and pine

II, 438

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