The Bay View MagazineJ. M. Hall., 1901 |
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Page 317 - O ! the Erne shall run red With redundance of blood, The earth shall rock beneath our tread, And flames wrap hill and wood, And gun-peal, and slogan cry Wake many a glen serene, Ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, My dark Rosaleen!
Page 312 - Why not her poorest man, Soggarth Aroon, Try and do all he can, Soggarth Aroon, Her commands to fulfil Of his own heart and will, Side by side with you still, Soggarth Aroon ? Loyal and brave to you, Soggarth Aroon...
Page 339 - Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, and around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still. It is not while beauty and youth are...
Page 330 - And spoiling and building again. And I long for the dear old river, Where I dreamed my youth away, For a dreamer lives forever, And a toiler dies in a day. I am sick of the showy seeming Of a life that is half a lie; Of the faces lined with scheming In the throng that hurries by. From the sleepless thoughts' endeavor, I would go where the children play; For a dreamer lives forever.
Page 326 - Nation, as an educational journal, "to create and foster public opinion in Ireland, and to make it racy of the soil.
Page 312 - 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, Never did flout me yet, Soggarth Aroon ? And when my heart was dim, Gave, while his eye did brim, What I should give to him, Soggarth Aroon...
Page 320 - AN APRIL WELCOME. COME up, April, through the valley, In your robes of beauty drest. Come and wake your flowery children From their wintry beds of rest ; Come and overblow them softly With the sweet breath of the south ; Drop upon them, warm and loving, Tenderest kisses of your mouth.
Page 330 - From the sleepless thoughts' endeavor, I would go where the children play; For a dreamer lives forever. And a thinker dies in a day. I can feel no pride, but pity. For the burdens the rich endure; There is nothing sweet in the city But the patient lives of the poor. Oh. the little hands too skillful, And the child mind choked with weeds!
Page 323 - When battle-steeds were neighing loud, With bright blades in the air, Next to my inmost heart I wore A bright tress of her hair. When stirrup-cups were lifted up To lips, with soldier glee, One toast I always fondly pledged, 'Twas Grade Og Machree.
Page 330 - Heart weary of building and spoiling And spoiling and building again. And I long for the dear old river, Where I dreamed my youth away ; For a dreamer lives for ever, And a toiler dies in a day.