The good Saint had indeed come, and the sweet chimes of the Christ-bell had been heard, and the fair...
2009-10-03
Too downhearted to stir, the swans slept that night within the ruined walls of their old home, but, ...
Of their life on the sea of Moyle she told, of the dreary rains and blustering winds, of the giant w...
Slowly passed the years of doom, until one mid-winter a frost more keen than any known before froze ...
In misery and terror did their days pass, until one night the black, lowering clouds overhead told t...
And by day Finola and her brothers knew not loneliness, for in the sweet Gaelic speech they told of ...
When Eva reached the palace of Bove Derg alone, greatly was he troubled lest evil had befallen the c...
On they drove, the boys laughing merrily, heedless alike of the black shadow resting on their step-m...
When news of Eve's death reached the palace of Bove Derg by the Great Lake all mourned aloud for lov...
In the days of long ago there lived in the Green Isle of Erin a race of brave men and fair women--th...