 From across the sea, and there was a letter with it, Asking my father to put it to a tune And sing it all roads. He did that, in troth, And five pounds of tobacco were sent with the song To fore-reward him. I'll sing it for you now — The Baltimore Exile"...  Wild Earth and Other Poems - Страница 42написао/ла Padraic Colum - 1916 - 73 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Harriet Monroe - 1915 - 346 страница
...fore-reward him. I'll sing it for you now — The Baltimore Exile" The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain? Low walls and loose thatch standing...dark, When the heavy-foot kine trudge home from the paurk, Or do none but the red-shank now listen ? The sloe-bush, I know, grows close to the well, And... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1915 - 380 страница
...fore-reward him. I'll sing it for you now — The Baltimore Exile." The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain ? Low walls and loose thatch standing...dark, When the heavy-foot kine trudge home from the paurk, Or do none but the red-shank now listen ? The sloe-bush, I know, grows close to the well, And... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1917 - 488 страница
...fore-reward him. I'll sing it for you now — The Ballimore Exile." The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain? Low walls and loose thatch standing...dark, When the heavy-foot kine trudge home from the paurk, Or do none but the red-shank now listen? The sloe-bush, I know, grows close to the well, And... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 706 страница
...fore-reward him. I'll sing it for you now — The Ballimore Exile." The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain Low walls and loose thatch standing...dark, When the heavy-foot kine trudge home from the paurk, Or do none but the red-shank now listen? The sloe-bush, Ilcnow, grows close to the well, And... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 708 страница
...Baltimore Exile." The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain Low walls and loose thatch staiuling lone in the rain, With the clay of the walls coming through with its stain, Like the blackbird's Ieft nest in the briar! Does a child there give heed to the song of the lark, As it lifts and it drops... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 704 страница
...sing it for you now — The Baltimore Exile." The house I was bred in — ah, does it remain Low watts and loose thatch standing lone in the rain, With the...dark, When the heavy-foot kine trudge home from the paurk, Or do none but the red-shank now listen? The sloe-bush, I know, grows dose to the well, And... | |
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