#Irish #Women
A GLORIOUS voice hath ceased!- Mournfully, reverently-the funeral… Breathe reverently! There is a dr… A hollow murmur of the dying year, In the deep woods. Let it be wild…
The Sea-king woke from the troubl… Of a vision-haunted night, And he look’d from his bark o’er t… And counted the streaks of light; For the red sun’s earliest ray
A song for the death-day of the br… A song of pride! The youth went down to a hero’s gr… With the sword, his bride. He went, with his noble heart unwo…
HOW long, oh, my faithful compani… Thou hast wafted o’er deserts my c… How oft, oh, my rein-deer! thy spe… O’er mountains unknown and afar! But thy youth is departed, thy fir…
Wouldst thou wear the gift of immo… Wouldst thou smile in scorn at the… Drink of this cup! it is richly fr… With balm from the gardens of geni… Drink, and the spoiler shall pass…
I come, I come! ye have called me… I come o’er the mountains, with li… Ye may trace my step o’er the waki… By the winds which tell of the vio… By the primrose stars in the shado…
Child, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently; Father, by the breeze of eve,
Thy heart is in the upper world, w… Thy heart is where the mountain-fi… And where the snow-peaks gleam lik… And where the Lauwine’s peal is h… I know thou lovest me well, dear f…
Answer me, burning stars of night, Where is the spirit gone, That past the reach of human sight… As a swift breeze hath flown? And the stars answer’d me: ‘We ro…
The voices of my home!-I hear the… They have been with me through the… The blessed household voices, wont… My heart’s clear depths with unall… I hear them still, unchang’d:-thou…
Too long have Tyranny and Power c… To sway, with iron sceptre, o’er m… Long has Oppression worn th’ impe… And Rapine’s sword has wasted hal… O’er Europe’s cultured realms, an…
I stood beside thy lowly grave; Spring-odours breath’d around, And music, in the river-wave, Pass’d with a lulling sound. All happy things that love the sun…
Thy foes had girt thee with their… O stately Alexandra! - yet the so… Of mirth and music, at the close o… Swelled from thy splendid fabrics,… O’er camp and wave. Within the ro…
Thou thing of years departed! What ages have gone by, Since here the mournful seal was s… By love and agony! Temple and tower have moulder’d,
Tell me no more, no more Of my soul’s lofty gifts! Are the… To quench its haunting thirst for… Have I not lov’d, and striven, an… One true heart unto me, whereon my…