Many A Poor Soul Has Had To

My Husband Was In The War Of The Crimea. It Is Terrible The Hardships He Went Through‚ To Be Two Months Without Going Into A House‚ Under The Snow In Trenches. And No Food To Get‚ Maybe A Biscuit In The Day. And There Was Enough Food There‚ He Said‚ To Feed All Ireland; But Bad Management‚ They Could Not Get It.

Irish History Having Been Forbidden In Schools, Has Been, To A Great Extent, Learned From Raftery's Poems By The People Of Mayo, Where He Was Born, And Of Galway, Where He Spent His Later Years.

And My Desire,' He Said, 'is A Desire That Is As Long As A Year; But It Is Love Given To An Echo, The Spending Of Grief On A Wave, A Lonely Fight With A Shadow, That Is What My Love And My Desire Have Been To Me.

It Is Better To Be Tied To Any Thorny Bush Than To Be With A Cross Man.

There's More Learning Than Is Taught In Books.