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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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I SHALL NOT DIE FOR THEE
For thee I shall not die,
Woman high of fame and name;
Foolish men thou mayest slay
I and they are not the same.
The round breasts, the fresh skin,
Cheeks crimson, hair so long and rich;
Indeed, indeed, I shall not die,
Please God, not I, for any such.
Thy sharp wit, thy perfect calm,
Thy thin palm like foam of sea;
Thy white neck, thy blue eye,
I shall not die for thee.
Why should I expire
For the fire of any eye,
Slender waist or swan-like limb,
It's for them that I should die?
The golden hair, the forehead thin,
The chaste mien, the gracious ease,
The rounded heel, the languid tone,
Fools alone find death from these.
Woman, graceful as the swan,
A wise man did nurture me,
Little palm, white neck, bright eye,
I shall not die for ye.
PATERNOSTER CALLAGHAN
I am Paternoster Callaghan,
My deeds there is no name for;
I called, a hungry trav'ller man,
And leave with what I came for.
the rain was on the door-step-stone,
My foot within the pantry,
And not a child not a woman
To give a word of gallantry.
Myself I set the bread down
And poured a royal mugful -
A pretty host and guest is one
Who does not stint a jugful.
A pipe that bubbles up with cheer,
And peace to smooth the eating
When Peter Callaghan comes here
To give - and take - a greeting.
The housewife she is in the Town,
The master cannot ply me,
I mourn, but reach the victuals down
Since nobody comes nigh me:
I take their welcome on myself
For guest who is deserving;
'Tis pity's self ungroans the shelf
When no-one is observing.
O, I'm Paternoster Callaghan -
To eat there is no more to;
I came a needy trav'ller man,
But now I draw the door to.
James Guthrie.
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A Broadside: No. 9 Sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
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An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The Woodcut on page [3] has caption: "A DROWNED SAILOR". Signed by Jack B. Yeats,
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
James Guthrie
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January, 1914
A Broadside
A Drowned Sailor
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
I Shall Not die for Thee
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
James Guthrie
Paternoster Callaghan
The Gaelic Revival
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BRENNAN ON THE MOOR
It's of a fearless highwayman a story I will tell,
His name was WIllie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell;
And in the Kilworth mountains he commenced his wild career,
And many a wealthy gentleman before him shook with fear,
Brennan on the Moor.
A brace of loaded pistols he carried night and day,
He never robbed a poor man upon the king's highway;
But what he'd taken from the rich, like Turpin and Black Bess,
He always did divide it with the widow in distress.
One night he robbed a man of the name of Pedlar Bawn,
They travelling on together till the day began to dawn;
The pedlar seeing his money gone, likewise his watch and chain,
He at once encountered Brennan and robbed him back again.
When Brennan saw the pedlar was as good a man as he
He took him on the highway his companion for to be;
The pedlar threw away his pack without any more delay,
And proved a faithful comrade until his dying day.
One day upon the highways as Willie he sat down
He met the Mayor of Cashel a mile outside the town;
The Mayor he knew his features- 'I think young man,' says he,
'Your name is Willie Brennan, you must come along with me.'
Now Brennan's wife had gone to town provisions for to buy,
When she saw her Willie taken she began to weep and cry;
Says he, 'Give me that tenpenny;' as soon as Willie spoke
She handed him a blunderbuss from underneath her cloak.
Then with this loaded blunderbuss, the truth I will unfold,
He made the Mayor to tremble and he robbed him of his gold;
One hundred pounds was offered for his apprehension there,
And he, with his horse and saddle, to the mountains did repair.
Then Brennan being an outlaw, upon the mountains high,
Where cavalry and infantry to take him they did try;
He laughed at them with scorn, until at length, it's said,
By a false-hearted young man he was basely betrayed.
In the County Tipperary, in a place they call Clonmore,
Willie Brennan and his comrade that day did suffer sore;
He lay amongst the fern, which was thick upon the field,
And nine wounds he did receive before that he did yield.
Then Brennan and his comrade, knowing they were betrayed,
He with the mounted cavalry a noble battle made,
He lost his foremost finger, which was shot off by a ball,
So Brennan and his comrade they were taken after all.
So they were taken prisoners, in irons they were bound,
And conveyed to Clonmel gaol; strong walls did them surround;
They were tried and found guilty, the judge made this reply,
'for robbing on the King's highway you're both condemned to die.'
Farewell unto my wife and to my children three,
Likewise my aged father, he may shed tears for me;
And for my loving mother, who tore her grey locks and cried,
Saying: 'I wish Willie Brennan in your cradle you had died.'
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A Broadside: No. 8 Sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
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PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "Sicilian Marionettes". signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
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January, 1914
Brennan on the Moor
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
Sicillian Marionettes
The Gaelic Revival
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BOLD CAPTAIN FRENEY
As I roved out one evening fair
All for to take the pleasant air,
To my good luck I chanced to spy
A jolly Quaker riding by;
For bold Captain Freney
For brave Freney, O.
Said the Quaker- 'I am very glad
That I have met with such a lad;
There is a robber on the way,
Bold Captain Freney, I hear them say.'
For bold Captain Freney
For brave Freney, O.
I kindly did my friend salute,
As he rode by me very mute:
I asked him where did he design
To take refreshment or to dine.
For bold Captain Freney,
For brave Freney, O.
'Captain Freney I disregard,
Although about me I carry my charge;
Because I being so cunning and cute,
It's where I hide it, in my boot.'
For bold Captain Freney
For brave Freney, O.
We rode til we came to Thomastown,
'Twas there I bid the Quaker to come down;
'It's on your boot I do design,
Come strip off yours and put on mine,
For I am bold Captain Freney,'
For brave Freney, O.
The next I met all on the highway
It was with a tailor dressed full ay,
I took him to be some noble man,
I boldly bid him for to stand,
For I was bold Captain Freney,
For brave Freney, O.
'Your footy trifles I disdain,'
With that I returned him his gold again;
'I'll rob no tailor if I can,
For I'd always wish to rob a man,
For I am bold Captain Freney
For brave Freney, O.
'It's a little that I ever thought
Like a silly ass I would be caught,
Since it's on my boot thou do design
I see thou art no friend of mine,
For thou art bold Captain Freney,'
For brave Freney, O.
Upon his pocket I lay hold,
The first thing I got was a purse of gold,
In the other, to my great surprise,
Some cloth, chalk, thimble, and shears
likewise,
For bold Captain Freney,
For brave Freney, O.
It's time for me to look about,
There's a proclamation just gone out;
There's fifty pounds bid on my head,
To bring me in alive or dead,
For I am bold Captain Freney,
For I am brave Freney, O.
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A Broadside: No. 7 Sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
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An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE LOTTERY". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
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December, 1913
A Broadside
Bold Captain Freney
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Gaelic Revival
The Lottery
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Cuala Press Broadsides
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THE COOLUN
A honey mist on a day of frost, in a dark wood,
And love for thee in my heart in me, thou bright, white, and good;
Thy slender form, soft and warm, thy red lips apart,
Thous hast found me, and hast bound me, and put grief in my heart.
In fair-green and market, men mark thee, bright, young, and merry,
Though thou hurt them like foes with the rose of thy blush of the berry;
Her cheeks are a poppy, her eye it is Cupid's helper,
But each foolish man dreams that its beams for himself are.
Whoe'er saw the Coolum in a cool dewy meadow
On a morning in summer in sunshine and shadow;
All the young men go wild for her, my childeen, my treasure,
But now let them go mope, they've no hope to posess her.
Let us roam, O my darling, afar through the mountains,
Drink milk of the goat, wine and bulcaun in fountains;
With music and play every day from my lyre,
And leave to come rest on my breast when you tire.
THE RED MAN'S WIFE
'Tis what they say,
Thy little heel fits in a shoe.
'Tis what they say,
Thy little mouth kisses well, too.
'Tis what they say,
Thousand loves that you leave me to rue;
That the tailor went the way
That the wife of the Red man knew.
Nine months did I spend
In a prison closed tightly and bound;
Bolts on my smalls
And a thousand locks frowning around;
But o'er the tide
I would leap with the leap of a swan,
Could I once set my side
By the bride of the Red-haired man.
I thought, O my life,
That one house between us would be;
And I thought I would find
You once coaxing my child on your knee;
But now the curse of the High One
On him let it be,
And on all of the band of the liars
Who put silence between you and me.
There grows a tree in the garden
With blossoms that tremble and shake,
I lay my hand on its bark
And I feel that my heart must break.
On one wish alone
My soul through the long months ran,
One little kiss
From the wife of the Red-haired man.
But the Day of Doom shall come
And hills and harbours be rent;
A mist shall fall on the sun
From the dark clouds heavily sent;
The sea shall be dry,
And earth under mourning and ban;
Then loud shall he cry
For the wife of the Red-haired man.
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A Broadside: No. 6 Sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
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PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE BROTHERS JOHN AND HENRY SHEARES". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
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November, 1913
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Brothers John and Henry Sheares
The Coolun
The Gaelic Revival
The Red Man's Wife
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Cuala Press Broadsides
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Cuala Press
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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THE DRINAUN DONN
'By road and by river the wild birds do sing;
Over mountains and valleys the daisy leaves spring;
the gay leaves are shining, gilt o'er by the sun,
And how sweet smell the blossoms of the Drinaun Donn.
'It's well I remember the soft spring's day,
When I sat by her side, under the sweet-scented spray;
The day she had told me her heart I had won,
Beneath the sweet blossoms of the Drinaun Donn.
'It's my prayer in the morning, and my dream through the night
For to sit there again with my own heart's delight;
Her blue eye of gladness and her hair like the sun,
And the sweet melting kisses, by the Drinaun Donn.
A BALLAD
'Twas early in the morning and passing sweet to view,
The glist'ning Sun had kist off cold April's falling dew,
I heard a lonely Virgin, all by a river side,
Lament this for her lost Love, who in the battle died.
She wrung her hands more white than snow, she tore her yellow hair,
And though in sorrow sunk, alas! methought look'd wonderous fair,
For ever as the trembling tear stood bursting in her eye,
Her pretty bosom swelled to sight and gave a piteous sigh.
'Why would'st thou go, my own love, the cruel wars to brave,
Was not this bosom softer than Ocean's troubled wave?
Oh! did you on the damp ground enjoy such sweet repose,
Or, could those smiles that conquered me appease your deadly foes?
When round your comely temples where curling tresses grew,
The bloody falchions glittered, the whistling bullets flew,
Could you no pitying angel, o'erhead, to save you see,
And when I thought of you, love, did you still think of me?'
'The green sod where we lay, love, I've covered o'er with flowers,
And there I've prest the cold earth, for many silent hours,
A willow plant I planted, which you would joy to see,
But the flowers they are all long withered, though the willow grows for me!
Ungrateful flowers they were, for morn and evening here,
I gently op'd their little leaves, and watered with a tear,
And though the drooping willow-slip had least of all my care,
Behold you, how it springs up, as fast as my despair.
'My father is a hard one, his heart is made of stone,
My mother, too, is hard, and my sisters mock my moan,
they talk to me of sweethearts, of gold and jest and glee,
They little think my poor heart is in the grave with thee!
But they nor all the world, my thoughts of thee shall know,
And in this nook I'll hide up the treasure of woe.
Till Grief and Sorrow tired out, I'll steal off bye and bye,
And here upon the green sod I'll lay me down and die!
Thomas Dermody.
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A Broadside: No. 5 Sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
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An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE FIRST TIME ROUND". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
Thomas Dermody
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Cuala Press
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October, 1913
A Ballad
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Drinaun Down
The First Time Round
The Gaelic Revival
Thomas Dermody
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Cuala Press Broadsides
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Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland,
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Cuala Press
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1908-1911
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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<p>THE SORROWFUL LAMENTATION OF CALLAGHAN, GREALLY, AND MULLEN<br />'Come tell me, dearest mother, what makes my father stay,<br />Or what can be the reason that he's so long away?'<br />'Oh! hold your tongue, my darling son, your tears do not grieve me sore,<br />I fear he had been murdered in the fair of Turloughmore.'</p>
<p>Come, all you tender Christians, I hope you will draw near,<br />It's of this dreadful murder I mean to let you hear,<br />Concerning those poor people whose loss we do deplore -<br />(The Lord have mercy on their souls) that died at Turloughmore.</p>
<p>It is on the First of August, the truth I will declare,<br />Those people they assembled that day all at the fair;<br />But little was their notion what evil was in store,<br />All by the bloody Peelers at the fair of Turloughmore.</p>
<p>Were you to see that dreadful sight it would grieve your heart I know,<br />To see the comely women and the men all lying low;<br />God help their tender parents, they will never see them more,<br />For cruel was their murder at the fair of Turloughmore.</p>
<p>It's for that base blood-thirsty crew, remark the word I say,<br />The Lord he will reward then against the judgement-day,<br />the blood they have taken innocent for it they'll suffer sore,<br />And the treatment that they gave to us that day at Turloughmore.</p>
<p>The morning of their trial as they stood up in the dock,<br />The words they spoke were feeling, the people round them flock,<br />'I tell you, Judge and Jury, the truth I will declare,<br />It was Brew that ordered us to fire that evening at the fair.'</p>
<p>Now to conclude and finish this sad and doleful fray,<br />I hope their souls are happy against the judgement-day;<br />It was little time they got, we know, when they fell like new-mowed hay,<br />May the Lord have mercy on their souls against the judgement-day.</p>
<p>THE MAID OF AMSTERDAM<br />Capstain Chanty</p>
<p>In Amsterdam there dwelt a maid,<br /><em>Mark well what I do say;</em><br />In Amsterdam there dwelt a maid,<br />And she was mistress of her trade.<br /><em>And I'll go no more a-roving</em><br /><em>With you, fair maid.</em><br /><em>A-roving, a-roving,</em><br /><em>Since roving's been my r-u-i-n,</em><br /><em>With you, fair maid.</em></p>
<p>Her cheeks was red, her eyes was brown,<br /><em>Mark well what I do day;</em><br />Her cheeks was red, her eyes was brown,<br />Her hair like glow-worms hanging down.<br /><em>And I'll go no more a-roving</em><br /><em>With you, fair maid.</em><br /><em>A-roving, a-roving,</em><br /><em>Since roving's been my r-u-i-n,</em><br /><em>With you, fair maid.</em></p>
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A Broadside: No. 4 sixth Year
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
The Gaelic Revival
Irish Literary Tradition
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PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
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September, 1913
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Gaelic Revival
The Maid of Amsterdam
The Sorrowful Lamentation of Callaghan Greally and Mullen
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Cuala Press Broadsides
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Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland,
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Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911.
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Cuala Press
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1908-1911
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE'S FAREWELL TO PARIS
I visited the splendid city the metropolis called Paris,
Situated every morning by Sol's refulgent beams,
Conjoined by bright Aurora advancing from the Orient,
With radiant lights adorning in fire shining ray.
Commanding Scethua to retire, then the windows glance like fire
And the universe admire their merchandise in store,
While floral spreading fragrance the fertile plains to decorate,
To illuminate the royal Corsican again on the French shore.
I am Napoleon Buonaparte, the conqueror of nations,
I banished German legions - drove kings from their thrones,
I've trampled Dukes and Earls and splendid congregations,
For which I am transported to St. Helena's shore.
Like a Hannibal I crossed the Alps o'er burning sands and rocky cliffs,
Over Russian hills through snow and frost I still the laurel wore,
Now I am in a desert Isle, the very devil it would fright,
I thought to shine in armour bright thro' Europe once more.
My spread Eagles were pulled down by Wellington's allied army,
My troops in disorder could no longer stand the field,
I was sold that afternoon on the eighteenth day of June,
My reinforcements proved traitors wich caused me to yield.
Although I am in allied yoke, with fire and sword I'll make them smoke,
I conquered Dutch and Danes and surprised the Grand Signor,
I defeated Austrians and Russians, Portugese and Prussians,
As worthy Joshua, Alexander, and Great Caesar of yore.
Some says it were my first downfall the parting of my consort
And to wed the German's daughter, which grieved my heart full sore,
The female train I do not blame they never yet did me defame,
They saw my sword in battle flame and did me adore.
Now sincerely I feel the rod for meddling with the house of God,
In coining gold and images some thousands away I bore,
Such religion grieves me much for robbing of the Christian Church,
But had they gave me time and place I would them all restore.
Now to the South of Africa, to the Atlantic Ocean,
To view the wild emotion and flowing of the tide,
I was banished from my royal throne of imperial promotion,
From the French throne of Glory to see the billows glide.
Full three days I stood plain, Liberty's cause for to maintain,
Some thousands I left slain collected force annoyed,
I did not fly without revenge nor to their allied army cringe,
So now my sword is sheathed and Bonny is no more.
THE GARA RIVER
Oh give me back my ships again
Lonesome Gara, babbling Gara,
My gilded galleons of Spain
Your blue waves sunk oh bonny Gara.
Give me again the Monte bold
The beaks that dipped the deams
that rolled
The green hulled holy ships of old
That you have foundered babbling
Gara.
Give me my youth to have again
Lonesome Gara, hurried Gara,
Link upon link, a golden chain
That Time has plundered, merry Gara.
The green sweet combes, the setting sun,
The fires we lit, the yarns we spun,
The stately ships launched one by one
And one by one, lost, sunny Gara.
Wolfe T. Mac Gowan
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Title
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A Broadside: No. 3 Sixth Year
Subject
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: " THE TATOOERS SHOP". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
Wolfe T. Mac Gowan
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Cuala Press
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August, 1913
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
Napoleon Buonaparte's Farewell to Paris
The Gaelic Revival
The Gara River
The Tatooers Shop
Wolfe T. Mac Gowan
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Cuala Press Broadsides
Subject
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Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland,
Description
An account of the resource
Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911.
Publisher
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Cuala Press
Date
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1908-1911
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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GRANUAILE
As through the north as I walked to view the shamrock plain
I stood awhile where Nature smiled, to view the rocks and streams,
On a matron fair I fixed my eyes beneath a fertile vale
As she sang her song it was on the wrong of poor old Granuaile.
Her head was bare and her grey hair over her eyes hung down,
Her waist and neck, her hands and feet, with iron chains were bound;
Her pensive strain and plaintive wail mingled with the evening gale,
And the song she sung with mournful air- 'I am poor old Granuaile.'
The gown she wore was stained with gore by a rufian band,
Her lips so sweet that monarchs kissed are now grown pale and wan;
The tears of grief fell from her eyes - each one as large as hail -
None could express the deep distress of poor old Granuaile.
On her harp she leaned and this exclaimed, 'My royal Brian is gone,
Who in his day he drove away the tyrants every one;
On Clontarf's plains against the Danes his faction did prevail,
Brave Brian Boru cut their lines through and freed old Granuaile.
But now, alas! I must confess avengers I have none,
There's no brave lord to wave his sword in my defence - not one;
My enemies with cruel mighty blows they do assail,
The flesh they take clean off the bones of poor old Granuaile.
These three hundred years the briny tears has flowed down from my eyes,
I may curse the day that Henry made me proud Albion's prize;
From that day down with chains I'm bound, no wonder I look pale,
My blood they did drain from every vein of poor old Granuaile.
There was a Lord came from the South, he wore a laurel crown,
Saying, 'Grania dear, be of good cheer, no longer you'll be bound.
I am the man they call great Dan, who never yet did fail,
I've got the Bill for to fulfil your wishes Granuaile.'
With blood besmeared and bathed in tears her harp she sweetly strung,
And on her chains with mournful air the rusty chord she rung.
Her voice so clear sounded on my ears, at length my strength did fail,
I went away and this did say, God help you Granuaile!
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Title
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A Broadside: No. 2 Sixth Year
Subject
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "Two Tinkers". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
Date
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July, 1913
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Granuaile
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Gaelic Revival
Two Tinkers
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Cuala Press Broadsides
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Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland,
Description
An account of the resource
Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911.
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Cuala Press
Date
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1908-1911
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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THE TIN WARE LASS
One morning as the sun
Had begun
His Royal Coach to run,
I was standing at my door in state,
When adown the old sea road,
With a load
Of tin were deftly stowed,
Came a maiden to our haggard gate.
A red and blue plaid shawl
Clung round her figure tall;
Beneath peeped a petticoat
Like green rye grass.
With a dark bewitching eye,
And a shy
Side glance of humour sly,
Came a greeting
From the Tin Ware Lass.
'D'ye want a kittle, can,
Puddin'-pan,
A gallon, tin, or tay-draw'r?-
'Tis I do have them cheap and fine.'
'Oh, no, my gipsy pride!'
I replied,
'I've yet to win a bride;
And to marry you I much incline!'
'Kind Sir, I see full well
That in plenty you must dwell,
To let can, kittle, puddin'-pan
And tay-draw'r pass!
If for marriage you're inclined,
And your mind
Sets on a maiden kind,
It will not be on a Tin Ware Lass!
'I shall wed with Jerry's son-
He's the one
Can saudher lock of gun,
And make tinnies out of clips and dross!
Or, undaunted Phoenix bold,
That oft sold
An assheen twice as old
As the windmill at Rathangan Cross!
No farmer's homely boy
Could ever make my joy,
For he never would go roving round
With car and ass!
Sure, at home he'd rather stay,
Till, some day,
Would wander far away
The wild spirit of his Tin Ware Lass!'
'My pretty dear!' said I,
'I would try
To keep you as mine eye,
Doubly guarded from all hurt and harm!
Let this tin ware others sell
Come and dwell
With one who loves you well,
In a little house with brown thatch warm!'
'My roof for late or soon
Shall be skies of night or noon,
My fires, sun and moon,
And crystal streams my glass!
My bed the emerald earth;
And my mirth,
Birds singing at the birth
Of the Daisies,' said the Tin Ware Lass.
P. J. McCall.
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Broadside
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Title
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A Broadside: No. 1 Sixth Year
Subject
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "The Villain Dying". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
P. J. McCall
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Cuala Press
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June, 1913
A Broadside
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
P. J McCall
The Gaelic Revival
The Tin Ware Lass
The Villain Dying
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Title
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Cuala Press Broadsides
Subject
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Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland,
Description
An account of the resource
Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911.
Publisher
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Cuala Press
Date
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1908-1911
Contributor
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Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats
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All day long, in unrest,
To and fro, do I move.
The very soul within my breast
Is wasted for you, love!
The heart .... in my bosom faints
To think of you, my Queen!
My life of life, my saint of saints,
My Dark Rosaleen!
My own Rosaleen!
To hear your sweet and sad complaints,
My life, my love, my saint of saints,
My Dark Rosaleen!
THE BABY HOUSE
My father built a baby house,
To keep me from the men;
My mother made a window to it,
To see them now and then.
But sight was not enough for me,
I long'd for one within;
So Art, one day, contrived a way
To let a lover in!
My father soon found out my tricks,
And hired, with wond'rous care,
A brace of old Duennas rude,
To watch me every where.
But Love then lent my lover wings,
An entrance fleet to win-
He ran all round the baby house,
And stole me from within.
O, were I in that baby house,
I'd make a vow sincere-
No serenading lover should
My casement wander near.
No pretty little winning song,
Through Love should breathe the strain,
Should lure me from that baby house,
Or tempt me out again?
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Broadside
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Title
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A Broadside: No. 12 Fifth Year
Subject
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Ireland
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
An account of the resource
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THE SHANACHIE". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
Creator
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E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
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Cuala Press
Date
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May, 1913
A Broadside
Baby House
Cuala Press
Dublin
Dun Emer
E. C. Yeats
Ireland
Irish Literary Revival
Jack B. Yeats
The Gaelic Revival
The Sanachie