Anthology of Irish Verse
Anthology of Irish Verse
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I'll have stockings of silk, Shoes of fine green leather, Combs to buckle my hair And a ring for every finger.
Feather beds are soft, Painted rooms are bonny; But I'd leave them all To go with my love Johnny.
Some say he's dark, I say he's bonny, He's the flower of them all My handsome, coaxing Johnny.
I know where I'm going, I know who's going with me, I know who I love, But the dear knows who I'll marry.
87 The Streams of Bunclody r\ H, WERE I at the moss-house where the birds do increase, At... the foot of Mount Leinster or some silent place Near the streams of Bunclody where all pleasures do meet, And all I'd require is one kiss from you, s, weet.
If I was in Bunclody I would think myself at home, 'Tis there I would have a sweetheart, but here I have none. Drinking strong liquor in the height of my cheer Here's a health to Bunclody and the lass I love dear.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird, it sings as it flies, It brings us good tidings and tells us no lies, It sucks the young bird's eggs to make its voice clear, And it never cries cuckoo till the summer is near.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
I'll have stockings of silk, Shoes of fine green leather, Combs to buckle my hair And a ring for every finger.
Feather beds are soft, Painted rooms are bonny; But I'd leave them all To go with my love Johnny.
Some say he's dark, I say he's bonny, He's the flower of them all My handsome, coaxing Johnny.
I know where I'm going, I know who's going with me, I know who I love, But the dear knows who I'll marry.
87 The Streams of Bunclody r\ H, WERE I at the moss-house where the birds do increase, At... the foot of Mount Leinster or some silent place Near the streams of Bunclody where all pleasures do meet, And all I'd require is one kiss from you, s, weet.
If I was in Bunclody I would think myself at home, 'Tis there I would have a sweetheart, but here I have none. Drinking strong liquor in the height of my cheer Here's a health to Bunclody and the lass I love dear.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird, it sings as it flies, It brings us good tidings and tells us no lies, It sucks the young bird's eggs to make its voice clear, And it never cries cuckoo till the summer is near.
What to read after Anthology of Irish Verse?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Padriac Colum to read onlineMoreLess
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