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The Poems of J. J. Callanan

A New Edition, with Biographical Introduction and Notes
Callanan, J. J. (1795-1829)

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[“A poet's eye whilst yet a child]
 
THE RECLUSE OF INCHIDONY.
 
ACCESSION OF GEORGE THE FOURTH.
 
RESTORATION OF THE SPOILS OF ATHENS.
 
THE REVENGE OF DONAL COMM.
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Miscellaneous.
 
GOUGANE BARRA.
 
TO A SPRIG OF MOUNTAIN HEATH.
 
SPANISH WAR-SONG.
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Songs, Lyrical Pieces, &c.
 
“SI JE DE PERDS, JE SUIS PERDU.”
 
HOW KEEN THE PANG.
 
WRITTEN TO A YOUNG LADY ON ENTERING A CONVENT.
 
LINES ON A DECEASED CLERGYMAN.
 
LINES, ON THE DEATH OF AN AMIABLE AND HIGHLY TALENTED YOUNG MAN, WHO FELL A VICTIM TO FEVER IN THE WEST INDIES.
 
AND MUST WE PART.
 
PURE IS THE DEWY GEM.
 
TO ------
 
STANZAS.
 
THE NIGHT WAS STILL.
 
SERENADE.
 
ROUSSEAU'S DREAM.
 
WHEN EACH BRIGHT STAR IS CLOUDED.
 
HUSSA THA MEASG NA REALTAN MORE.
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Sacred Subjects.
 
THE VIRGIN MARY'S BANK.
 
MARY MAGDALEN.
 
SAUL,
 
THE MOTHER OF THE MACABEES
 
MOONLIGHT.
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Translations from the Irish.
 
DIRGE OF O'SULLIVAN BEAR.
 
THE GIRL I LOVE.
 
THE CONVICT OF CLONMEL.
 
THE OUTLAW OF LOCH LENE.
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Jacobite Songs.
 
O SAY MY BROWN DRIMIN.
 
THE WHITE COCKADE.
 
THE AVENGER.
 
THE LAMENT OF O'GNIVE.
 
ON THE LAST DAY.
 
A LAY OF MIZEN HEAD.
 
THE LAMENT OF KIRKE WHITE.
 
THE LAMENT.
 
LINES WRITTEN TO A YOUNG LADY,
 
STANZAS, Composed, probably, after he had left for Lisbon, to Erin.
 
LINES TO MISS O. D---
 
LINES TO ERIN.
 
WELLINGTON'S NAME.
 
THE EXILE'S FAREWELL.
 
SONG.
 
DE LA VIDA DEL CIELO.
 
TO THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM.
 
LINES TO THE BLESSED SACRAMENT.
 
THO' DARK FATE HATH REFT ME.

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HUSSA THA MEASG NA REALTAN MORE.

My love, my still unchanging love,
As fond, as true, as hope above;
Tho' many a year of pain passed by
Since last I heard thy farewell sigh,
This faithful heart doth still adore
Hussa tha measg na realtán more.
What once we hoped might then have been,
But fortune darkly frowned between:
And tho' far distant is the ray
That lights me on my weary way,
I love, and shall 'till life is o'er,
Hussa tha measg na realtán more.
Tho' many a light of beauty shone
Along my path, and lured me on,
I better lov'd thy dark bright eye,
Thy witching smile, thy speaking sigh;
Shine on,—this heart shall still adore
Hussa tha measg na realtán more.
 

Thou who art amongst the greater Planets.

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