The Irish standard., 1914-06-27
POETS OF IRELAND

IRELAND )
WV IIXAIXAIN AUNNN'
And mine, the murmuring dying
notes, .
That fall as soft as snow on the sea.
And the passionate strain that, deep
ly-going,
Ref1nes the bosom it trembles thru
AS the musk-wind, over the water
blowing,
Rules the wave, but sweetens it, too
Samuel Lover, the enlivening art
list, song writer and novelist, was
born in 1897. Nature seemed to
have showered her fairest gifts on
him; his skill as a marine and minia-
ture painter was of a striking quality
After three years of study abroad he
returned, and in a short time his
reputation as an artist was estab-
lished. About this time his legends
and stories appeared, winning him
no mean place in the literary world.
He acted upon Lady Morgan
suggestion of presenting his Irish
caricature in song instead of the
manner formerly adopted, and, in
consequence, produced his we'll
known Rory O'Moore" and other
songs, which met with unquestion-
able success. His songs are numer-
Gus, and filled with the pathos and
love, blended with humor peculiar
ly his own. AS a song writer Lover
shall ever live, and hold the place
second to Moore. "The Angels
whisper" is sweet sad story of a
mothers hopes and fears, her un-
bounded faith in the smiles of her
sleeping babe:
Her beads while she numbered,
The baby still slumbered,
And smiled in her face as she Bonded
her knee.
o blest be thy warning,
My child thy sleep adoring,
For know that the angels are whis-
pering with thee"
The strain and tenderness and love
which marks the verses of "My Moth
er Dear" proves that fame and re-
nown had not blotted out the tender
recollections of his childhood. He
never whote. he tells us, but when
he could not help it, and words and
music welled up together. To the
majority of his poems he has placed
his own music. Success met his eff
forts as novelist. Who has not
read Handy Andy" Its drollness
and wit enlivens many a dull hour.
Gerald Griffin. poet and novelist,
was born in 1903. His opportunities
were of the poorest kind, He never
enjoyed the opportunities of col
lege education, yet, withal, genius
mastered, and at the age eighteen he
wrote a drama which won the ap-
prevail and praise of the critics. In
poverty-stricken circumstances, he
left his native home for "The Elisi-
UNI of literary aspirants. Here he
produced "Tales of Munster Festi.
vals," followed by 1.-The Collegians. u
What more can be said of the latter
than that cit was the most perfect
Irish novel published?"
At the opening of glorious career
when fame was within his reach, he
threw it aside. gave up the promising
flattery of the world, and entered the
Institute of Christian Brothers. His
religious life was crowned with heav.
emily contentment and peace, which
he tells us in his own words, 81
would not exchange for the fame Of
all the SCOTS and Shakespeare thai
ever strutted their hour upon the
stage of this little brief play which
they call life" His life was short
Hardly two years had he passed IL
religious retreat e'er he died Hill
poetical works are numerous. Amonf
the many none is more beautiful
more pathetic or vivid in its descrip
ton than 1.-THE Sister of Charity:
"Yet not to the service of heart ant
I of mind,
Are the cares Of that heaven-mindet
virgin confined;
Like Him who she loves to the man
sions of grief,
She hastens with the tidings of 10,
and relief.
She strengthens the weary-she com
| forts the weak.
And soft is her voice in the ear o.
the sick;
Where want and affliction on mortal,
attend.
The Sister Of Charity there is ,
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