Thomas Davis

(14 October 1814 – 16 September 1845 / Mallow / County Cork / Ireland)

Poems of Thomas Davis

21. The Dugannon Convention 8/1/2012
22. The Flower Of Finae 8/1/2012
23. The Geraldines 5/10/2012
24. The Girl Of Dunbwy 8/1/2012
25. The Green Above The Red 8/1/2012
26. The Lost Path 8/1/2012
27. The Penal Days 8/1/2012
28. The Right Road 8/1/2012
29. The Sack Of Baltimore 8/1/2012
30. The Surprise Of Cremona 8/1/2012
31. The Vow Of Tipperary 8/1/2012
32. The West's Asleep 8/1/2012
33. Tipperary 8/1/2012
34. Tone's Grave 8/1/2012
35. We Must Not Fail 8/1/2012

Blind Mary

There flows from her spirit such love and delight,
That the face of Blind Mary is radiant with light-
As the gleam from a homestead through darkness will show
Or the moon glimmer soft through the fast falling snow.

Yet there's a keen sorrow comes o'er her at times,
As an Indian might feel in our northerly climes!
And she talks of the sunset, like parting of friends,
And the starlight, as love, that not changes nor ends.

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