Over the Land is April

Over the Land is April Over the land is April, Over my heart a rose; Over the high, brown mountain The sound of singing goes. Say, love, do you hear me, Hear my sonnets ring? Over the high, brown mountain, Love, do you hear me sing? By highway, love, and byway The snows succeed the... Continue Reading →

Ireland, Ireland

Ireland, Ireland Down thy valleys, Ireland, Ireland,  Down thy valleys green and sad,  Still thy spirit wanders wailing,  Wanders wailing, wanders mad. Long ago that anguish took thee,  Ireland, Ireland, green and fair, Spoilers strong in darkness took thee, Broke thy heart and left thee there.  Down thy valleys, Ireland, Ireland, Still thy spirit wanders... Continue Reading →

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