A Broadside: No. 1 Fourth Year
Title
A Broadside: No. 1 Fourth Year
Subject
Ireland
Dun Emer Press
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS POST FREE.
300 copies.
300 copies.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "ITALIAN MARIONETTES: NEW YORK" Signed by Jack B. Yeats
Creator
E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
Seumas O'Sullivan
Publisher
Cuala Press
Date
June, 1911
Text
NELSON STREET
There is hardly a mouthful of air
In the room where the breakfast is set,
For the blind is still down tho' it's late,
And the curtains are redolent yet
Of tobacco smoke, stale from last night.
There's the little bronze teapot, and there
The rashers and eggs on the plate,
And the sleepy canary, a hen
Starts faintly her chirruping tweet,
And I know could she speak she would say:
'Hullo there - what's wrong with the light?
Draw the blind up, let's look at the day.'
I see that it's Monday again,
For the man with the organ is there;
Every Monday he comes to the street
(Lest I, or the bird there, should miss
Our count of monotonous days)
With his reed-organ, wheezy and sweet,
And stands by the window and plays
'There's a Land that is fairer than this.'
Seumas O'Sullivan
CAPTAIN KIDD
'My name is Captain Kidd,
Captain Kidd,
My name is Captain Kidd,
Captain Kidd.
My name is Captain Kidd,
And wickedly I did;
God's laws I did forbid,
As I sailed.
My topsails they did shake
As I sailed,
My topsails they did shake
As I sailed.
My topsails they did shake,
And the merchants they did quake,
For many I did take
As I sailed.'
There is hardly a mouthful of air
In the room where the breakfast is set,
For the blind is still down tho' it's late,
And the curtains are redolent yet
Of tobacco smoke, stale from last night.
There's the little bronze teapot, and there
The rashers and eggs on the plate,
And the sleepy canary, a hen
Starts faintly her chirruping tweet,
And I know could she speak she would say:
'Hullo there - what's wrong with the light?
Draw the blind up, let's look at the day.'
I see that it's Monday again,
For the man with the organ is there;
Every Monday he comes to the street
(Lest I, or the bird there, should miss
Our count of monotonous days)
With his reed-organ, wheezy and sweet,
And stands by the window and plays
'There's a Land that is fairer than this.'
Seumas O'Sullivan
CAPTAIN KIDD
'My name is Captain Kidd,
Captain Kidd,
My name is Captain Kidd,
Captain Kidd.
My name is Captain Kidd,
And wickedly I did;
God's laws I did forbid,
As I sailed.
My topsails they did shake
As I sailed,
My topsails they did shake
As I sailed.
My topsails they did shake,
And the merchants they did quake,
For many I did take
As I sailed.'
Original Format
Braodside
Collection
Citation
E. C. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats, and Seumas O'Sullivan, “A Broadside: No. 1 Fourth Year,” Linda Lear Center Digital Collections and Exhibitions, accessed April 20, 2024, https://lc-digital.conncoll.edu/items/show/1383.