James Clarence Mangan
James Clarence Mangan Poems
- The Nameless One ROLL forth, my song, like the rushing river,...
- Kathaleen Ny-Houlahan LONG they pine in weary woe - the ...
- Siberia IN Siberia's wastes The ice-wind's breath Woundeth ...
- Shapes And Signs I SEE black dragons mount the sky, I see ...
- Dark Rosaleen O MY Dark Rosaleen, Do not ...
- Lament For Banba O MY land! O my love! What a woe, and how ...
- O’hussey’s Ode To The Maguire Where is my chief, my master, ...
James Clarence Mangan, born James Mangan was an Irish poet.
Mangan was the son of a former hedge school teacher who took over a grocery business and eventually became bankrupt.
Born in Dublin, he was educated at a Jesuit school where he learned the rudiments of Latin, Spanish, French, and Italian. He attended three different schools until the age of fifteen. Obliged to find a job in order to support his family, he became a lawyer's clerk, and was later an employee of the Ordnance Survey and an assistant in the Library of Trinity College, Dublin.
Mangan began submitting verses to various Dublin publications, the first being published... more »
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The Nameless One
ROLL forth, my song, like the rushing river,
That sweeps along to the mighty sea;
God will inspire me while I deliver
My soul of thee!
Tell thou the world, when my bones lie whitening
Amid the last homes of youth and eld,
That once there was one whose veins ran lightning
No eye beheld.
Tell how his boyhood was one drear night-hour,
How shone for him, through his griefs and gloom,
No star of all heaven sends to light our
Path to the ...