Poems of Padraic Colum
|1.||A Ballad Maker||4/20/2010|
|3.||A Cradle Song||1/1/2004|
|6.||A Poor Scholar Of The 'Forties||4/20/2010|
|7.||A Rann Of Exile||4/20/2010|
|10.||Achill Girl's Song||4/20/2010|
|11.||Across The Door||4/20/2010|
|12.||An Drinaun Donn||4/20/2010|
|14.||An Old Song Re-sung||4/20/2010|
|15.||An Old Woman of the Roads||4/20/2010|
|20.||Ave Atque Vale||4/20/2010|
Old Woman of the Roads
O, to have a little house!
To own the hearth and stool and all!
The heaped up sods against the fire,
The pile of turf against the wall!
To have a clock with weights and chains
And pendulum swinging up and down!
A dresser filled with shining delph,
Speckled and white and blue and brown!
I could be busy all the day