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" I am bowed with the weight of years; I would I were stretched in my bed of clay, With my long-lost youth's compeers! For back to the Past, though the thought brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The Time of the Barmecides! "
The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal - Page 333
1840
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The ballads of Ireland, collected and ed. by E. Hayes, Volume 2

Edward Hayes (collector of ballads) - 1856 - 442 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then Youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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The Ballads of Ireland, Volume 2

Edward Hayes - 1856 - 396 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then Youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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Poems, with biographical intr. by J. Mitchel

James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 474 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then Youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 478 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then Youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - 1866 - 472 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then Youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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Tinsley's Magazine, Volume 30

1882 - 724 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ; To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high over Ishkar's...
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The Irish Monthly, Volume 5

1877 - 796 pages
...weight of years ; I would I were stretched in my bed of clay, With my long-lost youth's compeers ! For back to the past, though the thought brings woe,...time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides." Let us pass on to serious things. Those were "the Bad Times." " The Famine came," says Mr. TD Sullivan,...
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Irish Monthly Magazine, Volume 5

1877 - 790 pages
...brings woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides." Let us pass on to serious things. Those were " the Bad Times." " The Famine came," says Mr. TD Sullivan,...
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The cabinet of Irish literature, with biogr. sketches and literary notices ...

Charles Anderton Read - 1880 - 390 pages
...woe, My memory ever glides — To the old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides, — To the old, old time, long, long ago. The time of the Barmecides. Then youth was mine, and a fierce wild will, And an iron arm in war, And a fleet foot high upon Ishkar's...
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Fireside Recitations: Being a Choice Collection of Instructive, Emotional ...

Gus Williams - 1881 - 556 pages
...I were stretched in my bed of clay, With my long lost youth's compeers ! For back to the past, tho' the thought brings woe, My memory ever glides —...time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides ! To tho old, old time, long, long ago, The time of the Barmecides. Then youth was mine, and a fierce, wild...
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