Occupation: Poet Birth: December 8, 1881 Death: January 11, 1972
My young love said to me,'My brothers won't mind, And my parents won't slight you for your lack of kind.' Then she stepped away from me, and this she….
O farmer, strong farmer! You can spend at the fair, But your face you must turn To your crops and your care.
It is more important to let a child's imagination develop than it is to labor to inculcate in him or her some correct ethical point of view..
O woman shapely as a swan..
To Meath of the pastures, From wet hills by the sea, Through Leitrim and Longford, Go my cattle and me..