Irish Lullaby I'd rock my own sweet childie to rest in a cradle of  gold on a bough of the willow, To the shoheen ho of the wi...

Gracie Og Machree (Song of the "Wild Geese.") I placed the silver in her palm, By Inny's smiling tide, And vowed, ...

The Earth and Man A little sun, a little rain, A soft wind blowing from the west- And woods and fields are sweet again, And warm...

AEolian Harp O pale green sea, With long pale purple clouds above- What lies in me like weight of love? What dies in me With u...

Ossain Sang Sweet is the voice in the land of gold, And sweeter the music of birds that soar, When the cry of the heron is heard o...