Poems by Graves Alfred Perceval
Father O'Flynn
... ed grave at your jest,Till this remark set him off wid the rest: "Is it lave gaiety All to the laity ...
The Kilkenny Cats
... tial night long We should hark, right or wrong,To the feast and the song of them cannibal Cats,Ż ...
My Love’s an Arbutus
... las! fruit and blossomShall scatter the lea,And Time's jealous fingersDim your young charms, machree ...
