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Excerpt from The Middle Years Parnellite and took the Independent. When I was stay ing at that kind house he always obligingly sent me in his Independent to read. It gave me great joy when there was a contested election in South Co. Dublin to see Wilson driving his master to vote. The master recorded his vote for the anti-parnellite, the man for the Parnellite, so that they might just as well have stayed at home. About the Publisher Forgott...

Excerpt from The Story of Bawn I am Bawn Devereux, and I have lived as long as I remember at Aghadoe Abbey with my grandfather and grandmother, the Lord and Lady St Leger. At one time we were a family of five. There was my Uncle Luke, and there was my cousin Theobald Theobald was my boy cousin, and we played together up and down the long corridors in winter, and in the darkness of the underground passage, in summer in the woods and shrubber...

Excerpt from Ballads and Lyrics Never a voice to greet them save the bittern's booming Where the ghostly sallows sway against the West. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format ...

Excerpt from EvensongT H E thrush begins again, In the stripped and listening The old immortal pain, Rapture and ecstasy. Ah, when we were together, Love, how we thrilled to hear The voice of the Spring weather, The wild hope, the wild cheer! The heart that used to Spring To some strange joy before Lies now a Wingless thing, Not to be cheated more. Dear, by what groves you fare, What waters of Paradise, What glory of ambient air Floods your am...

Excerpt from Oh, What a Plague Is Love Charles Frederick Marmaduke Strangways, commonly called 'Duke' by his friends, had been for years a cause of anxiety to his steady-going, irreproachable family. There had been many times when one or other of his sons or daughters, in a fit of discouragement, had declared wearily that they despaired of his ever settling down, and indeed Duke was incurably erratic. Men who had been his contemporaries potte...

Excerpt from Irish Love-Songs: Cameo SeriesThe thanks of Editor and Publisher are due to the many writers and others who have contributed to this volume by giving permission for poems, their own or their copy right, to appear herein. We desire to make acknow ledgment especially to Messrs. Chatto and Windus for the poem I Made Another Garden from Arthur o'shaughnessy's Music and Moonlight to Mrs.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hund...

Excerpt from A Red, Red Rose The death of old Andrew Brent, of Brent, Massachusetts, had left his son and daughter, Tom and Amelia, without, so far as they knew, one of their blood in the world. Their position would have seemed to most people an enviable one. Young, well-educated, and good-looking, with the great monster "Brent's" flinging out money for them even while they slept, they had the ball at their feet from a worldly point of view....

Excerpt from An Isle in the WaterHis new wife held him indeed in close keeping. In the first days of his re marriage the servants in the house had whispered that there had been ill blood over the, man between the two women, so strenuously did the second wife labour to uproot any trace of the first. The cradle that had been prepared for the young heir was ¿ung to a fishergirl expecting her base-born baby: the small garments into which Alison ha...

Excerpt from The Flower of Peace: A Collection of the Devotional Poetry of Katharine TynanThy kingdom come Yea, bid it come. But when Thy kingdom first began On earth, Thy kingdom was a home, A child, a woman, and a man.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art...

Excerpt from Denys the Dreamer Denys Fitzmaurice of Murrough sat on the edge of the bog looking away to where the river ran through purple and gold of heather and ragwort, widening white under the rays of light that shot down from behind an immense cloud. It was a scene very well worth looking upon. Far away the blue line of mountains showed dimly fair, with a promise of fine weather. There was a great sky stretching over the wide land, over-...

Excerpt from The Luck of the FairfaxesJohn Fairfax was a dreamer of dreams, hopelessly unpractical. But the fairy who had shaken the magic dust on his eyeballs in the cradle had endowed him also with the gift of charm. He was to be much loved and joyfully borne with from the cradle to the grave.If he had been brought up by his uncle, Peter Collier, his mother's brother, the severely practical training he would have received at the hands of tha...

Excerpt from That Sweet Enemy We were grouped about our great-aunt, Theodosia, in the little book-room, which we preferred for its comfort to the drawing-room, that being difficult to heat and always smelling mustily in the corners. The drawing-room had double fireplaces, and even when both were lit one felt Shivery away from the Chimney corners. It used to be a joke of ours to call the room the map Of Africa, because no one ever penetrated t...

Excerpt from A Little Book of XXIV CarolsAbout the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the origin...

Excerpt from A Lover's Breast-Knot What voice awakes the emerald house? What love incarnate ¿ies on wings? What passion shakes the trembling boughs? It is the Bird of Love that sings. It is the Bird of Love that sings, Stabbing our silence like a sword, And Love himself that ¿ies on wings. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a repr...

Excerpt from The Years of the Shadow We came back to a changed Ireland. We had left it - that part of it with which we were best acquainted - in the passion and stress of Parnellism and Anti-Parnellism. A good deal of water had flowed under the bridges since then, and as far as politics were concerned - surface politics, at all events - we found people tepidly liking and tepidly disliking Home Rule, in which I think no one believed. By the wa...

Excerpt from Poems IF I might choose my simple lot Far from the town and quite forgot, All in a sheltered nook and warm, 'tis I would have a violet farm. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving th...

Excerpt from Three Fair Maids, or the Burkes of Derrymore About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an im...

Excerpt from A Cluster of Nuts: Being Sketches Among My Own People He was at the unromantic age of forty-two when he died, a spare man, with hair greyer and thinner than it should have been, regular pale features, eager eyes that jumped at you when you gave an advice or an explanation, a high bulging brow that might have given warning of the brain disease he was to die from. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousand...

Excerpt from New Poems These poems, or some of them, have first seen the light in The Spectator, The Nation, The Pall Mall Gazette, The Vineyard, The English-woman, The Atlantic Monthly, McClure's Magazine, The American Magazine, Collier's Weekly, The Outlook (N.Y.), The Catholic World (N.Y.), and in other periodicals, to the Editors of all of the which the writer desires to express her obligations. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publi...

Excerpt from Lord Edward: A Study in Romance I A friend of the Good Family has written: 'It is always a joy to see a gathering of the Fitzgerald Clan. They adore each other, and their admiration for each other is so ingenuous that it disarms the scornful and the base. Surely there were never so many phoenixes in one nest.' II The same vivacious friend tells the tale: 'Of a Winter evening in, I think, the year 1774 I was drinking a dish of ...