https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/987a34da9a77f840c1250fcb202b5ee4.pdf c1b2b34f2af088def1217bebf4f1fbe7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cuala Press Broadsides Subject The topic of the resource Fine Press Printing, Printing -- Ireland, Description An account of the resource Pdf files of the first series of Cuala Press Broasides, 1908-1911. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1908-1911 Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Elizabeth B. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document THE YOUNG LADY'S LAMENTATION FOR THE LOSS OF HER TRUE LOVE The night is long and I can find no rest, The thoughts of my Willy runs in my breast: I'll search those green woods and valleys wide, Still hoping my true love to find. Come, make then for me a little boat, For it's on the ocean I mean to float, To view the French fleet as they pass by, And I'll still inquire for my sailor boy. She had not sailed more than a day or two, When a French vessel came into view, Oh, captain, captain, tell me true, Does my true love, Willy, sail on board with you. What sort of clothes did your Willy wear, Or what colour was your true lover's hair? A short jacket bound with green, And the colour of amber was my true love's hair. Indeed fair lady, he is not here, But he is drowned, I greatly fear; On yon green islands as we passed by, We lost five more and your sailor boy. She wrung her hands and tore her hair Just like a lady in deep despair; Oh happy happy is the girl she cried That has her true love drowned by her side. Come all you seamen that sails along, And all you boatmen that follow on; From the cabin boy to the main mast high, You must mourn in black for my sailor boy. TO A PAINTER ON A SCAFFOLD When up the creaking swaying pole The painter climbs, It is not meet the prosaist's prose Should sink in tiresome rhymes; For who in naves a navy has Of many masts and ropes, And boards a beauteous aisle To brush with envious hopes, Deserves some paean low and soft, Or organ-note a-loft- But no cryptic height I vault, Who only make so tame assault! James Guthrie. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Broadside Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource A Broadside: No. 3 Second Year Subject The topic of the resource Ireland Dun Emer Press Cuala Press A Broadside The Gaelic Revival Irish Literary Revival Description An account of the resource PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE. 300 copies only. The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "Loot", Signed by Jack B. Yeats. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource E. C. Yeats Jack B. Yeats James Guthrie. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Cuala Press Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource August, 1909 A Broadside Cuala Press Dublin Dun Emer E. C. Yeats Ireland Irish Literary Revival Jack B. Yeats James Guthrie Loot The Gaelic Revival The Young Lady's Lamentation for the Loss of Her True Love To a Painter on a Scaffold