Potential Titles: A Book of Irish Verse

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Perjury and threats drove them on - "By Memory Inspired" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

The informer's pay was high - "By Memory Inspired" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Our high Star and true Apostle - "By Memory Inspired" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

With steel-clad breast, and coward heart - "By Memory Inspired" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Have you heard what the banshee said? - "The Geraldine's Daughter" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

What shadow flits dark'ning the face of the water? - "The Geraldine's Daughter" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

What melody rolls over mountains and water? - "The Geraldine's Daughter" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Our hearts' blood had bought her - "The Geraldine's Daughter" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

A stick in my hand and a drop in my eye - "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

With drums and guns and guns and drums - "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

When my poor heart you first beguiled - "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Indeed, your dancing days are done - "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

It grieved my heart to see you sail - "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

All the sweet buttermilk watered the plain - "Kitty of Coleraine" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Misfortunes will never come single - "Kitty of Coleraine" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Darkness in thy dwelling-place - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Is left to sing his song of woe - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

And their hearts in love were bound - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

The grieved their tears forget - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Then why should the dread spoiler come - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

The withering scowl of envy - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Then sinks in silence the lament - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Spending faster than it comes - "The Rakes of Mallow" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Going where the devil drives - "The Rakes of Mallow" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Having sweethearts, but no wives - "The Rakes of Mallow" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

From the centre to the sea - "The Shan Van Vocht" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

There I'd sit and cry my fill - "Shule Aroon" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Every tear would turn a mill - "Shule Aroon" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Around the world I'll beg my bread - "Shule Aroon" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

To try his fortune to advance - "Shule Aroon" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]


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