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REINCARNATIONS
BY
JAMES STEPHENS
AUTHOR OF
'THE CHARWOMAN'S DAUGHTER,' 'THE HILL OF VISION'
'THE CROCK OF GOLD,' ETC.
MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED
ST. MARTIN'S STREET, LONDON
1918
COPYRIGHT
TO
ALICE STOPFORD GREEN
CONTENTS
The Coolun do.
Peggy Mitchell do.
Nancy Walsh do.
The Red Man's Wife do.
Nancy Walsh do.
Anthony O'Daly do.
Mary Ruane do.
William O'Kelly do.
Sean O'Cosgair do.
The County Mayo do.
Eileen, Diarmuid and Teig (After O'Rahilly)
Honoro Butler and Lord Kenmare do.
Clann Cartie do.
The Land Of Fál (Anon.)
Inis Fál (after O'Rahilly)
Owen O'Néill (after Pierce Ferriter)
Egan O'Rahilly (after O'Rahilly)
Righteous Anger (after O'Bruadair)
The Weavers do.
Odell do.
The Apology do.
The Gang do.
The Geraldine's Cloak do.
Skim-Milk do.
Blue Blood do.
O'Bruaidar do.
Note
GEOFFREY KEATING
O woman full of wiliness!
Although for love of me you pine,
Withhold your hand adventurous,
It holdeth nothing holding mine.
Look on my head, how it is grey!
My body's weakness doth appear;
My blood is chill and thin; my day
Is done, and there is nothing here.
Do not call me a foolish man,
Nor lean your lovely cheek to mine
O slender witch, our bodies can
Not mingle now, nor any time.
So take your mouth from mine, your hand
From mine, ah, take your lips away!
Lest heat to will should ripen, and
All this be grave that had been gay.
It is this curl, a silken nest,
And this grey eye bright as the dew,
And this round, lovely, snow-white breast
That draws desire in search of you.
I would do all for you, meseems,
But this, tho' this were happiness!
I shall not mingle in your dreams,
O woman full of wiliness!
MARY HYNES
She is the sky of the sun,
She is the dart
Of love,
She is the love of my heart,
She is a rune,
She is above
The women of the race of Eve
As the sun is above the moon.
Lovely and airy the view from the hill
That looks down Ballylea;
But no good sight is good until
By great good luck you see
The Blossom of the Branches walking towards you
Airily.
THE COOLUN
Come with me, under my coat,
And we will drink our fill
Of the milk of the white goat,
Or wine if it be thy will;
And we will talk until
Talk is a trouble, too,
Out on the side of the