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Whene'er I See Those Smiling EyesRate it:
While Gazing on the Moon's LightRate it:
Come, Rest in this BosomRate it:
After the BattleRate it:
All In a Family WayRate it:
Alone in Crowds to Wander OnRate it:
An ArgumentRate it:
An Expostulation to Lord KingRate it:
An IncantationRate it:
And Doth Not a Meeting Like ThisRate it:
As a Beam O'er the Face of the Waters May GlowRate it:
As Slow Our ShipRate it:
As Vanquish'd ErinRate it:
At the Mid Hour of NightRate it:
Avenging and BrightRate it:
Befire the BattleRate it:
Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young CharmsRate it:
By That Lake, Whose Gloomy ShoreRate it:
Come O'er the SeaRate it:
Come, Send Round the WineRate it:
Corn and CatholicsRate it:
Cotton and CornRate it:
Dear Harp of my CountryRate it:
Desmond's SongRate it:
Dialogue Between a Sovereign and a One-Pound NoteRate it:
Did NotRate it:
Drink of This CupRate it:
Drink To HerRate it:
EchoRate it:
EnigmaRate it:
Epistle Of Condolence From A Slave-Lord To A Cotton-LordRate it:
Erin! The Tear and the Smile in Thine EyesRate it:
Erin, Oh ErinRate it:
Eveleen's BowerRate it:
Fairest! Put on a WhileRate it:
Farewell! -- But Whenever You Welcome the HourRate it:
Fill the Bumper FairRate it:
Fly Not YetRate it:
Forget Not the FieldRate it:
From This Hour the Pledge is GivenRate it:
Go Where Glory Waits TheeRate it:
Hark! The Vesper Hymn is StealingRate it:
Has Sorrow Thy Young Days ShadedRate it:
Her PictureRate it:
How Dear to Me the HourRate it:
How Oft Has the Benshee CriedRate it:
I Saw From the BeachRate it:
I Saw Thy Form in Youthful PrimeRate it:
I Wish I Was By That Dim LakeRate it:
I'd Mourn the HopesRate it:
I've a Secret to Tell TheeRate it:
If Thou'lt Be MineRate it:
In the Morning of LifeRate it:
It Is Not the Tear At This Moment ShedRate it:
Lalla RookhRate it:
Lay His Sword By His SideRate it:
Lesbia Hath a Beaming EyeRate it:
Let Erin Remember the Days of OldRate it:
Linda To HafedRate it:
Love and the NoviceRate it:
Love's Young DreamRate it:
Memorabilia of Last WeekRate it:
My Gentle HarpRate it:
Nay, Tell Me Not, DearRate it:
Ne'er Ask the HourRate it:
No, Not More WelcomeRate it:
O'Donohue's MistressRate it:
Ode to the Goddess CeresRate it:
Ode to the Sublime PorteRate it:
Oft, in the Stilly NightRate it:
Oh For the Swords of Former TimeRate it:
Oh! Arranmore, Loved ArranmoreRate it:
Oh! Blame Not the BardRate it:
Oh! Breathe Not His NameRate it:
Oh! Doubt Me NotRate it:
Oh! Had We Some Bright Little Isle of Our OwnRate it:
Oh! Think Not My Spirits Are Always As LightRate it:
Oh, Banquet NotRate it:
Oh, Could We Do With This World of OursRate it:
Oh, the ShamrockRate it:
Oh, the Sight EntrancingRate it:
Oh, Ye Dead!Rate it:
OmensRate it:
On MusicRate it:
One Bumper at PartingRate it:
Quantum Est Quod DesitRate it:
Quick! We Have But a SecondRate it:
Remember Thee!Rate it:
Rich and Rare Were the Gems She WoreRate it:
Sail On, Sail OnRate it:
Shall the Harp Then Be SilentRate it:
She is Far From the LandRate it:
She Sung of LoveRate it:
Silence is in Our Festal HallsRate it:
Sing -- Sing -- Music Was GivenRate it:
Sing, Sweet HarpRate it:
Song of InnisfailRate it:
Song of the Battle EveRate it:
St. Senanus and the LadyRate it:
Sublime Was the WarningRate it:
Sweet InnisfallenRate it:
Take Back the Virgin PageRate it:
The Donkey and His PanniersRate it:
The Dream of Those DaysRate it:
The Fortune-TellerRate it:
The Ghost of MiltiadesRate it:
The Harp That Once Through Tara's HallsRate it:
The Irish Peasant to his MistressRate it:
The Lake of the Dismal SwampRate it:
The LegacyRate it:
The Light of Other DaysRate it:
The Loves of the AngelsRate it:
The Meeting of the WatersRate it:
The Minstrel BoyRate it:
The Mountain SpriteRate it:
The Night DanceRate it:
The Origin of the HarpRate it:
The ParallelRate it:
The Prince's DayRate it:
The Sinking Fund CriedRate it:
The Song of FionnualaRate it:
The Song of O'Ruark, Prince of BreffniRate it:
The Time I've LostRate it:
The Wandering BardRate it:
The Wine-Cup is CirclingRate it:
The Young May MoonRate it:
Thee, Thee, Only TheeRate it:
There Are Sounds of MirthRate it:
They Know Not My HeartRate it:
They May Rail at this LifeRate it:
This Life Is All Chequer'd With Pleasures and WoesRate it:
Though Humble the BanquetRate it:
Though the Last Glimpse of Erin With Sorrow I SeeRate it:
Tis Gone, And For EverRate it:
Tis Sweet to ThinkRate it:
Tis the Last Rose of SummerRate it:
To Ladies' EyesRate it:
Translation From the Gull LanguageRate it:
Twas One of Those DreamsRate it:
War SongRate it:
We May Roam Through This WorldRate it:
Weep On, Weep OnRate it:
What the Bee Is To the FloweretRate it:
When Cold in the EarthRate it:
When First I Met TheeRate it:
When He Who Adores TheeRate it:
Where is the SlaveRate it:
While History's MuseRate it:
Wreath the BowlRate it:
You Remember EllenRate it:

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