Kilgroom: A Story of Ireland

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Belford Company, 1890 - 229 pages
 

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Page 43 - So come in the evening, or come in the morning; Come when you're looked for, or come without warning: Kisses and welcome you'll find here before you, And the oftener you come here the more I'll adore you!
Page 52 - Love wont to gae ! 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new ; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa...
Page 146 - For prey a' holes an' corners tryin' ; Whyles on the strong-winged tempest flyin', Tirlin' the kirks ; Whyles in the human bosom pryin', Unseen thou lurks. I 've heard my reverend Graunie say, In lanely glens ye like to stray ; Or where auld ruined castles, gray, Nod to the moon, Ye fright the nightly wanderer's way, Wi
Page 64 - Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow. Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg: let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places. Let the extortioner catch all that he hath ; and let the stranger spoil his labor. Let there be none to extend mercy unto him ; neither let there be any to favor his fatherless children.
Page 9 - Sae rantingly, sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he ; He play'da spring and danc'd it round, Below the gallows tree.
Page 143 - THE bride she bound her golden hair — Killeevy, O Killeevy ! And her step was light as the breezy air When it bends the morning flowers so fair, By the bonnie green woods of Killeevy.
Page 136 - For it is a day of trouble, and of treading down, and of perplexity by the Lord GOD of hosts in the valley of vision, breaking down the walls, and of crying to the mountains.
Page 64 - The snorting of his horses was heard from Dan: the whole land trembled at the sound of the neighing of his strong ones ; for they are come, and have devoured the land, and all that is in it; the city, and those that dwell therein.
Page 143 - O Killeevy! As she longed for the dawn of tomorrow's light, Her bridal vows of love to plight By the bonnie green woods of Killeevy. The bridegroom is come with youthful brow, Killeevy, O Killeevy! To receive from his Eva her virgin vow; 'Why tarries the bride of my bosom now?
Page 148 - ... By the bonnie green woods of Killeevy. And there is trophy, banner, and plume, Killeevy, O Killeevy ! And the pomp of death, with its darkest gloom, O'ershadows the Irish chieftain's tomb, By the bonnie green woods of Killeevy.

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