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" Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleenl My own Rosaleen! 'Tis... "
Macmillan's Magazine - Side 14
1875
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Wild Irish Roses: Tales of Brigits, Kathleens, and Warrior Queens

Trina Robbins - 2004 - 215 sider
..."Dark Rosaleen" or the "little dark rose" Wot- and pain, pain and woe. Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. Bnt yet . . . will 1 rear your throne Again in galden sheen; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone,...
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The Irish Monthly, Bind 4

1876
...health and help and hope, My dark Rosalecn. " Wo and pain, pain and wo, Are my lot night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...you shall reign and reign alone, My dark Rosaleen, My own Rosaleen ! — 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis you shall reign and reign alone,...
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The Dublin Review, Bind 104

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1889
...My dark Rosaleen I Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright iace clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. But yet will...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen I My own Rosaleen ! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis...
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The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Bind 42

1853
...love, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen ! " Wo and pain, pain and wo Are my lot, night and noon — To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. But, yet — will I rear thy throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign — shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen ! My...
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Mosher's Magazine: Official Organ of the Catholic Summer School of ..., Bind 22

1903
...love, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen! "Woe and pain, pain and woe Are my lot night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so Like to the mournful moon. But will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen!...
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