...'Tis through our sighs Hope's kindling sunbeams play, And through our tears the bow of Promise peeps. I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore; My bed the roek within sonic natural cave, My food, whate'cr the seas or seasons bore ; My occupation,...

...through our sighs Hope's kindling sunbeams play, And through our tears the bow of Promise peeps. v. I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My occupation, morn and noon and night: The only dreatn...

...through our sighs Hope's kindling sunbeamsplay, And through our tears the bow of Promise peeps. 5. I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food, whate'er the seas or seasons bore; My occupation,...

...Heaven. The illustrious poet, DF M'Carthy, thus beautifully pictures the sentiments of our saint : — " I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore ; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food whate'er the seas or seasons bore ; My occupation...

...shores of the Atlantic, in his native Kerry, where his name yet lingers in Brandon mountain near Dingle. I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore : My bed the rock within some natural cave ; My food, whate'er the seas or seasons bore ;' My...

...the following exquisite reflections, attributed to him, by the Poet, Denis Florence Mac Carthy :— " I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore : My bed the rock, williin some natural cave : My food what'er the sea or seasons bore : My occupation,...

...Parliament, have made us formidable to the greatest empire that exists in the world." — TM HEALY. " I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food whate'er the seas and seasons bore." " The...

...pray ; The eye can never smile that never weeps : 'Tis through our sighs hope's kindling sunbeams play I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore : My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food whate'er the seas or seasons bore : My occupation,...

...ruined wall to speak with saddening eloquence of its glorious past. CHAPTER X. THE SCHOOL OF CLONFERT. " I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore ; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food whate'er the seas and seasons bore; My occupation...

...refreshing word ; " as our national poet, DF MacCarthy, so well expresses it, in Brendan's person : — I grew to manhood by the Western wave Among the mighty mountains on the shore ; My bed the rock, within some natural cave, My food whate'er the seas or seasons bore ; My occupation,...