Poems MacCarthy, Florence Denis

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8 CONTENTS. Preface BALLADS AND LYRICS. Waiting for the May [Summer Longings] Devotion The Seasons of the Heart Kate of Kenmare A Lament The Bridal of the Year The Vale of Shanganah The Pillar Towers of Ireland Over the Sea Oh! had I the Wings of a Bird [Home Preference] Love's Language The Fireside The Banished Spirit's Song Remembrance The Clan of MacCaura The Window Autumn Fears Fatal Gifts Sweet May FERDIAH: an Episode from the Tain Bo Cuailgne THE VOYAGE OF ST. BRENDAN THE FORAY OF CON O'DONNELL THE BELL-FOUNDER ALICE AND UNA NATIONAL POEMS AND SONGS. Advance!
9 Remonstrance Ireland's Vow A Dream The Price of Freedom The Voice and Pen "Cease to do Evil--Learn to do Well" The Living Land The Dead Tribune A Mystery SONNETS. "The History of Dublin" To Henry Wadsworth Longfellow To Kenelm Henry Digby To Ethna [Dedicatory Sonnet] UNDERGLIMPSES. The Arraying The Search The Tidings Welcome, May The Meeting of the Flowers The Progress of the Rose The Bath of the Streams The Flowers of the Tropics The Year-King The Awaking The Resurrection The First of the Angels Spirit Voices CENTENARY ODES. O'Connell (August 6th, 1875) Moore (May 28th, 1879)
Page 1 and 2: 1 Poems MacCarthy, Florence Denis P
Page 3 and 4: 3 Spanish Literature," new edition,
Page 5 and 6: 5 Many of the earlier poems here co
Page 7: 7 4. The following are the titles a
Page 11 and 12: 11 BALLADS AND LYRICS. WAITING FOR
Page 13 and 14: 13 Like a dream. The blue smoke upw
Page 15 and 16: 15 The golden bells that deck the f
Page 17 and 18: 17 13. Near the town is the "Fairy
Page 19 and 20: 19 That cometh with years-- Bitter
Page 21 and 22: 21 Music-shaken, It doth waken, Hal
Page 23 and 24: 23 Shudder at their midnight madnes
Page 25 and 26: 25 Heart-enchanting, Cythna, Genevi
Page 27 and 28: 27 When I have knelt in the temple
Page 29 and 30: 29 On the wing of the spring, comes
Page 31 and 32: 31 Long as a Lapland winter, which
Page 33 and 34: 33 My own dear isle! LOVE'S LANGUAG
Page 35 and 36: 35 How poor or great may be my fate
Page 37 and 38: 37 Truth, forget the constant beami
Page 39 and 40: 39 Oh! none was to rival the prince
Page 41 and 42: 41 At my window, late and early, In
Page 43 and 44: 43 In fragrant sighs its heart reve
Page 45 and 46: 45 For the summer is always there!
Page 47 and 48: 47 The dread expanding force of the
Page 49 and 50: 49 the agile spring so swift and li
Page 51 and 52: 51 Though Domnal[42] it should be,
Page 53 and 54: 53 Who hitherto have come to fight
Page 55 and 56: 55 CUCHULLIN. If Conor's royal stre
Page 57 and 58: 57 Unto the chariot, and he rode fu
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59 Last year it was in a vision of
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61 "Glad am I, O Cuchullin, thou ha
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63 Thence impetuous wilt thou grow,
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65 No, the great prize shall not by
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67 Like bees upon the wing on a fin
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69 And then they braced their two b
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71 And thus betwixt the twain this
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73 To fight the fight where my frie
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75 All these on me in turn shall so
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77 With such an easy effort that it
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79 As a huge mill-stone, cracking i
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81 He to have died and thou to have
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83 Ah! hapless deed, that still my
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85 First on the shore, as swift our
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87 The wave that swallows up the sh
Page 89 and 90:
89 38. "The plains of Aie" (son of
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91 This, which it is to be presumed
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93 Like hooded monks before a dazzl
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95 I sought the rocky eastern isle,
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97 At length the long-expected morn
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99 Hail, spotless Virgin! mildest,
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101 Knowledge he tracked through ma
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103 But holding marble basilics and
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105 Her cold hands chilled the boso
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107 Bright, even as bright as those
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109 Rise up to God like morn and ev
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111 There never falls the rain-clou
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113 would be always visited and pro
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115 Sweetly the rising moonbeams pl
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117 To Desmond of the flowing strea
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119 If beauty decks with peerless c
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121 When all who live on Irish grou
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123 Thus rushed upon the doomed Mac
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125 Hangs the long leash that binds
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127 "If, when I reach my home to-ni
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129 "Thou'st bravely won an Irish b
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131 MacDonnells was at Glenarm. 85.
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133 And such was young Paolo! The m
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135 prayer. At morning when Paolo d
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137 And are bless'd in the name of
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139 But the tower in whose shade th
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141 Burning and withering, its drop
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143 his soul. For though sweet are
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145 Still some scenes are yet encha
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147 Need we say that Maurice loved
Page 149 and 150:
149 As he sweepeth through the wild
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151 There's a crowding and a crushi
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153 100. The lusmore (or fairy cap)
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155 Advance! Through hope and work
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157 That can make thee rouse for it
Page 159 and 160:
159 Still in the battle for Freedom
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161 Dark was my dream, though many
Page 163 and 164:
163 Feel life has but one disaster,
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165 Who all the spring-time of thy
Page 167 and 168:
167 We must spend the hour that fli
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169 The last great champion of the
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171 To be hushed, to be whipt, Its
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173 March 11th, 1856. 107. It is st
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175 A glorious wreath my happy hand
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177 Thine emerald robes are held fo
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179 Let us seek the wandering May,
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181 The wing`ed flame to the rosebu
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183 Of the life that follows this,
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185 Is with the flowers the time of
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187 Or following its devious course
Page 189 and 190:
189 In Andalusia's Eden clime, Or '
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191 One, who is labour's useful tra
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193 Supports the mightiest crown on
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195 They twin'd their trembling han
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197 And grateful joy, the first and
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199 All their silvery stores, There
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201 Now with elf-locks dripping Fro
Page 203 and 204:
203 Rises soaring to heaven in its
Page 205 and 206:
205 Nought could resist his mighty
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207 The modest maiden May. Oh! she
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209 And as the thoughtless children
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211 And the young Year rose from hi
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213 THE FIRST OF THE ANGELS. Hush!
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215 And a blessing to the low. When
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217 Centenary Odes. O'CONNELL. AUGU
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219 And a voice rings out through t
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221 But soon had come the final com
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223 And grateful hearts invoked a b
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225 He slept by the soft Ligurian S
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227 In words though weak, in hues t
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229 The Homer of the West. He sings
Page 231 and 232:
231 'Twas thus he sang, And while t
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233 The whole horizon fills. Or the
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235 The wit and song, the name and
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237 In visiting some bower, She sca
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239 'Tis Love, methought, blind Lov
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241 Thou by my side, fair vision, u
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243 Where scarce a flower that now
Page 245 and 246:
245 Ah! wondrous is the lot of him
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247 And rob the heavens of stars fo
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249 What without me were all the po
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251 RECOLLECTIONS. Ah! summer time,
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253 Near to the lilacs round the po
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255 DOLORES. The moon of my soul is
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257 Of thy young heart's fond ambit
Page 259 and 260:
259 'Tis Baiae, by a softer blue! G
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261 The songs melodious, which--a n
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263 The poet's dream--the lover's j
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265 And the ivy clothes the wall, T
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267 Let the spring-tide of Hope sen
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269 DARRYNANE. [Written in 1844, af
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271 115. The abbey on the grounds o
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273 Like thee, when wet with heaven
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275 'Tis warmed by an internal heat
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277 Their names be written in the B
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279 August 28, 1870. 119. Written d
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281 or 'girrinna.' The bird, at lea
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283 Ferdiah. line 69 [birds sing] {
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