Tag: Poem
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BIDDY – To the Coming Flowers
Awake, dear sleepers, from your wintry tombs; The sun has turned the point of Capricorn, And ‘gins to pluck from Winter’s wings the plumes Of darkness, and to wind his silver horn For your return. Come to your homes, forlorn In absence of your odours and your faces; Like Rachel weeps for you the reaved […]
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Sisters
There are occasions when you come across some lovely pieces of poetry when you study folklore and customs. The following is a poem I picked up a few weeks ago and thought it was so nice that I should share it with you. As for the author, all I know is that it is by […]
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You Can Guess
THERE are grottos in Wicklow, and groves in Kildare, And the loveliest glens robed with shamrock in Clare, And in fairy Killarney ’tis easy to find Sweet retreats where a swain can unburden his mind; But of all the dear spots in our emerald isle, Where verdure and sunshine crown life with a smile, There’s […]
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AN IRISH SCHOOLHOUSE.
By Arthur M. Forrester. (1889) Upon the rugged ladder rungs— whose pinnacle is Fame— How often have ambitious pens deep graven Harvard’s name; The gates of glory Cambridge men o’er all the world assail, And rulers in the realm of thought look back with pride to Yale. To no such Alma Mater can my Muse […]
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