The Golden Treasury of Irish Songs and Lyrics, Volum 1Charles Welsh Dodge Publishing Company, 1907 |
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Pàgina xix
... Aroon Maggy Laidir Roisin Dubh GALLAGHER , F. O'NEILL The Sea Madness GALLAGHER , W. D. The Laborer GEOGHEGAN , ARTHUR GERALD • 333 • · • 333 335 337 337 339 340 343 • • · • 345 · · 345 346 · 346 After Aughrim The Mountain Fern 348 348 ...
... Aroon Maggy Laidir Roisin Dubh GALLAGHER , F. O'NEILL The Sea Madness GALLAGHER , W. D. The Laborer GEOGHEGAN , ARTHUR GERALD • 333 • · • 333 335 337 337 339 340 343 • • · • 345 · · 345 346 · 346 After Aughrim The Mountain Fern 348 348 ...
Pàgina xx
... Aroon Gile Machree . The Wake of the Absent GWYNN , STEPHEN LUCIAS A Lay of Ossian and Patrick Ireland 389 389 Hy - Brasail : the Isle of the Blest 391 393 394 396 396 403 Mater Severa HALPINE , CHARLES GRAHAM 404 407 Not a Star From ...
... Aroon Gile Machree . The Wake of the Absent GWYNN , STEPHEN LUCIAS A Lay of Ossian and Patrick Ireland 389 389 Hy - Brasail : the Isle of the Blest 391 393 394 396 396 403 Mater Severa HALPINE , CHARLES GRAHAM 404 407 Not a Star From ...
Pàgina 51
... AROON ' A M. I the slave they say , Soggarth aroon ? Since you did show the way , Soggarth aroon , Their slave no more to be , While they would work with me Ireland's slavery , Soggarth aroon ! Loyal and brave to you , Soggarth aroon ...
... AROON ' A M. I the slave they say , Soggarth aroon ? Since you did show the way , Soggarth aroon , Their slave no more to be , While they would work with me Ireland's slavery , Soggarth aroon ! Loyal and brave to you , Soggarth aroon ...
Pàgina 52
... aroon ? Who , on the marriage day , Soggarth aroon , Made the poor cabin gay , Soggarth aroon ? And did both laugh and sing , Making our hearts to ring , At the poor christening , Soggarth aroon ? Who , as friend only met , Soggarth ...
... aroon ? Who , on the marriage day , Soggarth aroon , Made the poor cabin gay , Soggarth aroon ? And did both laugh and sing , Making our hearts to ring , At the poor christening , Soggarth aroon ? Who , as friend only met , Soggarth ...
Pàgina 78
... would you even that same to me ?. Ye saw me ! Well , well , if ye did , sure it's true , But I don't want herself or her cows , and small blame to me When I know you . There now , aroon , put an ind to this 78 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF.
... would you even that same to me ?. Ye saw me ! Well , well , if ye did , sure it's true , But I don't want herself or her cows , and small blame to me When I know you . There now , aroon , put an ind to this 78 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF.
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Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
Ballinasloe Ballylesson ban mo bawn beauty Bellewstown blessed blow blue bosom boys brave breast breath bright brow cheek Connacht cuckoo dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep Douglas Hyde dream dubh earth Eileen aroon Erin eyes fair fairy flowers Fontenoy forever friends Gael girl Glandore glen glory God save Ireland gold golden gone grave gray green grief hand hath hear heart heaven hills hope hurroo Innisfail Ireland Irish Irish poetry isle Kinkora kiss land light lips live lonely look Machree maid maiden morning mother mountain ne'er neath never night o'er Ossian pale Rapparees rose round sail shine shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul star sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thou Turloughmore Twas voice wave weary weep wild wind young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 151 - THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Pàgina 13 - We may not know, we cannot tell, what pains he had to bear, but we believe it was for us he hung and suffered there.
Pàgina 128 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn.* Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight*» past Why should we yet our sail unfurl?
Pàgina 360 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Pàgina 306 - For the yeo-heave-o , and the heave-away, and the sighing seaman's cheer, When, weighing slow, at eve they go, far, far from love and home; And sobbing sweethearts, in a row, wail o'er the ocean foam. In livid and obdurate gloom he darkens down at last; A shapely one he is, and strong, as e'er from cat was cast...
Pàgina 152 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Pàgina 140 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Pàgina 140 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Pàgina 366 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Pàgina 471 - 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!