But they never took him living in Aghadoe, Aghadoe; With the bullets in his heart in Aghadoe, There he lay, the head--my breast keeps the warmth where once 'twould rest-- Gone, to win the traitor's gold, from Aghadoe! I walked to Mallow Town from Aghadoe, Aghadoe, Brought his head from the gaol's gate to Aghadoe, Then I covered him with fern, and I piled on him the cairn. Like an Irish King he sleeps in Aghadoe. O! to creep into that cairn in Aghadoe, Aghadoe! There to rest upon his breast in Aghadoe! Sure your dog for you could die with no truer heart than I, Your own love, cold on your cairn in Aghadoe. _John Todhunter_ A MAD SONG I hear the wind a-blowing, I hear the corn a-growing, I hear the Virgin praying, I hear what she is saying. _Hester Sigerson_ LADY MARGARET'S SONG Girls, when I am gone away, On this bosom strew Only flowers meek and pale, And the yew. Lay these hands down by my side, Let my face be bare; Bind a kerchief round the face, Smooth my hair. Let my bier be borne at dawn, Summer grows so sweet, Deep into the forest green Where boughs meet. Then pass away, and let me lie One long, warm, sweet day There alone, with face upturned, One sweet day. While the morning light grows broad, While noon sleepeth sound, While the evening falls and faints, While the world goes round. _Edward Dowden_ SONG I made another garden, yea, For my new Love. I left the dead rose where it lay And set the new above. Why did my Summer not begin? Why did my heart not haste? My old Love came and walked therein And laid the garden waste. She entered with her weary smile, Just as of old: She looked around a little while And shivered with the cold. Her passing touch was death to all, Her passing look a blight; She made the white rose-petals fall, And turned the red rose white. Her pale robe clinging to the grass Seemed like a snake That bit the grass and ground, alas! And a sad trail did make. She went up slowly to the gate, And then, just as of yore, She turned back at the last to wait And say farewell once more. _Arthur O'Shaughnessy_ FATHER O'FLYNN