Thomas Osborne Davis Poems

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1.
My Land

I.

She is a rich and rare land;
Oh! she's a fresh and fair land;
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2.
The Welcome

Come in the evening, or come in the morning;
Come when you ’re look’d for, or come without warning:
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3.
The Geraldines

I

The Geraldines! The Geraldines! - 'tis full a thousand years
Since, 'mid the Tuscan vineyards, bright flashed their
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4.
The Boatman Of Kinsale

AIR--_An Cota Caol._
I.
His kiss is sweet, his word is kind,
His love is rich to me
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5.
Fontenoy

I.

Thrice, at the huts of Fontenoy, the English column failed,
And twice the lines of Saint Antoine the Dutch in vain
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6.
Celts And Saxons

I.

We hate the Saxon and the Dane,
We hate the Norman men--
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7.
Nationality

I.

A Nation's voice, a nation's voice--
It is a solemn thing!
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8.
Love And War

I.

How soft is the moon on Glengariff,
The rocks seem to melt with the light:
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9.
Tone's Grave

I.

In Bodenstown Churchyard there is a green grave,
And wildly along it the winter winds rave;
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10.
The West's Sleep

AIR--_The Brink of the White Rocks._
I.
When all beside a vigil keep,
The West's asleep, the West's asleep--
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