This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1856 Excerpt: ...softest of showers And brightest of beams nurse its grass and its flowers--Oft, oft, be it moist with the tear-drop of love, And may angels watch round thee, for ever above Old bard of the Coolun, The beautiful Coolun, That's sobbing, like Eire, with Sorroic and Loot. A MTJNSTER KEEN. BY TOWARD WALSH. Edward Walsh was bora In Londonderry in the year 1805, and died in Cork on 6th August, 1850. in the forty-fifth year of his age. Of the number of poets which Ireland has produced during the last fifty years, there was none more Irish than our author. It was his boast that he belonged to an old Sept which was settled on the borders of Cork and Kerry ages before the English invasion; and it would be rare to meet a man of purer heart or more sterling sentiment. His father, who was a small farmer in the county of Cork, eloped with a young lady much above his own position In life. Shortly after marriage his difficulties Increased, and to avoid them, he enlisted in the militia, and was quartered in Londonderry when his son was born. Our author having received a good education, in early life became a private tutor. Some time after he taught school in Mlllstreet, county Cork, from which he removed in 1837, and went to teach in Toureen, where he first began to write for the Magazines. After some time ho went up to Dublin, where he soon became disappointed, and was at last elected schoolmaster to tho convict station at Spike Island. In a year or two he left this place and became teacher at the Workhouse in Cork, where he remained till his death. He married early, and has left a wife and family to mourn his loss. Two volumes of his poetical translations from tho Irish have been published, with the original text on the opposite page. He was a great proficient in the fair...