| Literature - 1896 - 854 pages
...while a shadow seemed to move along the building, and slip out at the door. Ahearne played on: — Oh! I could kneel all night in prayer To heal your many ills! and so on. with a repressed intensity which any one hearing him might well have been excused for supposing... | |
| Denis Florence MacCarthy - Ballads, Irish - 1846 - 554 pages
...flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Ob, I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many...between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark... | |
| Irish ballads - 1846 - 260 pages
...flower of flowers, My Bark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Oil, I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many ills 1 And one beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true, My... | |
| Electronic journals - 1894 - 668 pages
...James Clarence Mangan's 'Dark Roealeen,' a translation of which the last verse but one ends thus :— And one beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toil« and me, my own, my true, My Dark Roealeen ! My fond Rosaleen t Would give me life and soul anew,... | |
| Periodicals - 1850 - 744 pages
...flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air, 1 could plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many...between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark... | |
| Literature - 1853 - 442 pages
...flowers, My Dark Roealeen! l could scale the hlue air, l could plough the high hills, Oh , I conld kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many ills! And one beamy smile l'rom you Would I1.IH like light between My toils and me, my own, my trae, My Dark Rosaloen ! My fond... | |
| 1853 - 774 pages
...flower of flowers, My dork Kosaleen 1 " I could scale the blue air, I coidd plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer To heal your many ills ! 'm And one beamy smile from yon Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true,... | |
| Edward Hayes - Ballads, English - 1856 - 396 pages
...flower of flowers, * My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, O, I could kneel all night in prayer, To heal your many...between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark... | |
| Edward Hayes (collector of ballads) - 1856 - 442 pages
...Oh ! there was lightning in my blood, Red lightning lightened through my blood, My dark Rosaleen ! And one beamy smile from you Would float like light...between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark... | |
| Edward Hayes - Ballads, Irish - 1857 - 456 pages
...my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen ! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, And one beamy smile from you Would float like light...between My toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen ! My fond Rosaleen ! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark... | |
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