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" tis half-past twelve o'clock ! After all, the hours do slip away — Come, here goes to burn another block ! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold ; And my fire is dwindling rather low : — I had fire enough, when young and bold Twenty golden years... "
Poems - Side 456
af James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 460 sider
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The Casket of Irish Pearls: A Selection of Prose and Verse from the Best ...

Thornton MacMahon - 1846 - 260 sider
...away — Come, here goes to burn another block I For the night or morn, is wet and cold ; And my flre is dwindling rather low : — I had fire enough, when...Few in Weimar dream how bad I am ; Floods of tears gtow common with me now, High-Dutch floods, that Beason cannot dam. * Street and lane. D Doctors think...
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Poems, with biographical intr. by J. Mitchel

James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 474 sider
...slip away — Come, here goes to burn another block ! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold ; And my fire is dwindling rather low: — I had fire enough,...mope at home so — I don't know — Am I living now ? I was alive Twenty golden years ago. Wifeless, friendless, flaggonless, alone, Not quite bookless,...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Bind 29

1859 - 558 sider
...slip away — Come, here goes to burn another block! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold i And my fire is dwindling rather low: — I had fire enough,...golden years ago. Dear! I don't feel well at all, s»mehow: Few in Weimar dream how bad I am ; Floods of tears grow common with me, now, High-Dutch floods,...
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Poems

James Clarence Mangan - 1866 - 472 sider
...slip away — Oome, here goes to burn another block ! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold ; And my fire is dwindling rather low : — I had fire enough,...mope at home so — I don't know— Am I living now f I was alive Twenty golden years ago. 1 Street and lnn«. Wifeless, friendless, flaggonless, alone,...
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Tinsley's Magazine, Bind 30

1882 - 724 sider
...slip away — Come, here goes to burn another block ! For the night, or morn, is wet and coM ; And my fire is dwindling rather low : I had fire enough, when young and bold Twenty golden years ago. in. Dear ! I don't feel well at all, somehow : Few in Weimar dream how bad I am ; Floods of tears grow...
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The Popular Poets and Poetry of Ireland: And Choice Selections in Prose from ...

1887 - 842 sider
...slip awav — Come, here goes to burn another block! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold ; And my fire is dwindling rather low: I had fire enough, when...mope at home so — I don't know— Am I living now? I was alive Twenty golden years ago. Wifeless, friendless, flaggonless, alone, Not quite bookless,...
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Ignorant Essays

Richard Dowling - 1888 - 212 sider
...slip away — Come, here goes to burn another block 1 For the night, or morn, is wet and cold ; And my fire is dwindling rather low : I had fire enough, when young and bold Twenty golden years ago. ra. " Dear ! I don't feel well at all, somehow : Few in Weimar dream how bad I am ; Floods of tears...
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Elements of Expression, Vocal and Physical

Philip Williams, Celestine Sullivan - 1896 - 458 sider
...block! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold: And my tire is dwindling rather low: — J had tire enough, when young and bold Twenty golden years ago....at all, somehow: Few in Weimar dream how bad I am; F.oods of tears grow common with me now, High-Dutch floods, that Reason cannot dam. Doctors think I'll...
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The Poets and the Poetry of the Nineteenth Century, Bind 3

1905 - 682 sider
...dwindling rather low : — I had fire enoug ', when young and bold Twenty golden years ago. Dear 1 I don't feel well at all, somehow : Few in Weimar...mope at home so — I don't know— Am I living now ? I was alive Twenty golden years ago. Wifeless, friendless, flaggonless, alone, Not quite bookless,...
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The Golden Treasury of Irish Songs and Lyrics, Bind 1

Charles Welsh - 1907 - 1184 sider
...slip away ; Come, here goes to burn another block ! For the night, or morn, is wet and cold, And my fire is dwindling rather low : I had fire enough when...mope at home so. I don't know — Am I living now ? I was alive Twenty golden years ago ! Wifeless, friendless, flagonless, alone — Not* quite bookless,...
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