Together they sit in the eventide, A mongrel dog by …

This I have always longed to do The sea said, …

“It was not with his sword he kept it, nor …

I can hear the fairies calling from the meadows far …

Water is silver, but wine it is gold, So give …

Ay! the farmhouse is shuttered an’ empty, An’ the wans …

Water is round about us from our birth, Our heritage …

I met a brown rabbit Today on the dunes When …

A nicer ol’ body is like yer’ll not see From …

To the Isle – to the fairy isle over the …

Eighty-five I’ll be me nex’ birthday, Ay! – Eighty-five nex’ …

Ay! theer’s me on me way to the churchyard With …

Whither away, little journeying west wind? Why do you laugh …

We who have heard the fairies’ laughter peeling Through dim-lit …

A li’l breeze stroog-stroogs through the bracken As a bird …

She walks, white-gowned, amid the glades of fir Hushed by …

Look my belovèd at the waving grass, forest and field, …

“It’s a long time ago now,” says Kirry; “Aw ay, …

Thou little tailless cat with coat of jet, Whose amber …

“An’ what do you fin’, Mrs Cottier, To do in …