... darting on again, Swiftly its »rild s*o, Winding away in their azure play. Through the widening vales below. Each moon-bright Hallow-e’en, Go sit that catnrnct lone; And there a dream thou’lt hear by the stream, The fairy trumpets blown— O’er dingle, and dell ...

... bushel. Very old people can recollect when potatoes were rarely used after harvest, except small quantity preserved for their Halloween (November eve) supper, win they were eaten bruised or pounded with butter. It appears, however, that they were beginning ...

... Colaght, gave to his work people and neighbours a Harvest Horae,” and which was carried out with more than usual eclat Halloween*’ —that ae night” of all the year round, when the elite of Irish Fairydom hold their mid-night revels ; and when rustic beauties ...