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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRIGHIDIN BAN MO STOR (FAIR YOUNG BRIDE), by EDWARD WALSH First Line: I am a wandering minstrel man Last Line: Brighidin ban mo stor. Alternate Author Name(s): Walshe, Edward | |||
I AM a wandering minstrel man, And Love my only theme, I've strayed beside the pleasant Bann, And eke the Shannon's stream; I've piped and played to wife and maid By Barrow, Suir, and Nore, But never met a maiden yet Like Brighidin ban mo stor. My girl hath ringlets rich and rare, By Nature's fingers wove -- Loch-Carra's swan is not so fair As is her breast of love; And when she moves, in Sunday sheen, Beyond our cottage door, I'd scorn the high-born Saxon queen For Brighidin ban mo stor. It is not that thy smile is sweet, And soft thy voice of song -- It is not that thou fliest to meet My comings lone and long! But that doth rest beneath thy breast A heart of purest core, Whose pulse is known to me alone, Brighidin ban mo stor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAIRGREAD NI CHEALLEADH by EDWARD WALSH MO CRAOIBHIN CNO (MY CLUSTER OF NUTS) by EDWARD WALSH O'DONOVAN'S DAUGHTER by EDWARD WALSH SONG OF THE PENAL DAYS; 1720 by EDWARD WALSH IRISH WAR-SONG by EDWARD WALSH ON THE COLD SOD THAT'S O'ER YOU by EDWARD WALSH SONGS OF THE NATION by EDWARD WALSH THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 60. FAREWELL TO JULIET (9) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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