Many A Poor Soul Has Had To

Well, There's No One At All, They Do Be Saying, But Is Deserving Of Some Punishment From The Very Minute Of His Birth.

Thomas Davis Was A Great Man Where Poetry Is Concerned, And A Better Than Thomas Moore. All Over Ireland His Poetry Is, And He Would Have Done Other Things But That He Died Young.

And My Desire,' He Said, 'is A Desire That Is As Long As A Year; But It Is Love Given To An Echo, The Spending Of Grief On A Wave, A Lonely Fight With A Shadow, That Is What My Love And My Desire Have Been To Me.

Every Day In The Year There Comes Some Malice Into The World, And Where It Comes From Is No Good Place.

The Way Most People Fail Is In Not Keeping Up The Heart.