The Golden Treasury of Irish Songs and Lyrics, Volume 2Charles Welsh Dodge Publishing Company, 1907 - Ballads, English |
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Common terms and phrases
Ballinasloe ban beag ban mo beauty Bellewstown blue bosom boys brave breast breath Brian O'Linn bright Charles Gavan Duffy charming Christ Connacht cuckoo dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep dreams dubh earth Erin eyes Fair Hills fairy flowers Gael Garryowen Glandore glory God save Ireland gold golden gone grave gray green hand harp hath hear heart heaven Hills of Eiré hope Howth hurroo Irish Kathleen King Kinkora kiss land light lips live lonely Machree maid maiden Molly morning mother ne'er never night o'er Old Ireland River Lee rose round sail Says the Shan Shan Van Vocht shine shore sigh sing sleep smile song sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou Tipperary tree Turloughmore Twas voice wave weary weep Whitley Stokes wild wind young
Popular passages
Page 173 - 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.
Page 514 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 148 - 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?
Page 162 - 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.
Page 443 - SOME murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue : And some with thankful love are filled If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Page 162 - 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.
Page 511 - If I had thought thou couldst have died I might not weep for thee ; But I forgot, when by thy side, That thou couldst mortal be...
Page 514 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Page 153 - BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, 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.
Page 309 - Cheeks of rose, untouch'd by art? I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then.