The Warrior’s Return

The Warrior’s Return by Joseph Latimer   Upon the rath the beacon fire Shot upwards with a ruddy flame; ‘Twas watched bty many an ancient sire And many a careworn, anxious dame. And answering fires on every height, A blazing line, shot from the coast, Marked out the path with joyful light Of the returning…

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An Irish Dance

An Irish Dance By Joseph Latimer   Poets may sing in their classic lays Of the witching strains of the voiceful lyre, Of the harp-notes woke by the Cymric bards To nerve their chiefs with the battle fire; But give me the notes of the mellow flute As through the weklin they softly steal, With…

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What is Life?

What Is Life? By Joseph Latimer   What is life? A passing shadow Fleeting o’er the sands of time, Swiftly dying, soon forgotten, Like the echo of a chime. As a ripple of the ocean Breaks in foam upon the strand; As the waters wildly raging After storm are soon becalmed. What is life? ‘Tis…

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Is It Come?

Is It Come? Is it come? They said, on the banks of the Nile, who looked for the world’s long-promised day, and saw but the strife of Egypt’s toil, with the deserts sand and the granite gray. From the pyramid, temple and treasured dead, we vainly ask for her wisdom’s plan; They tell us of…

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The Tricolour

The Tricolour They’ve dragged you in the mud ashore: the flag we loved so well The flag that led our gallant boys when they nobly fought and fell When Paudric Pearse unfolded you that fateful Easter morn Your bars were pure and undefiled but now they’re soiled and torn. We brought you here from sunny…

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The Irish Black and Tans

The Irish Black and Tans (Air The Rising of the Moon)   Hurra! Hurra! For freedom boys the victory is won And now we’ll reap the harvest like bold eagles in the sun We’ll rob and steal and plunder and we’ll stick to all we can For we’re the boys can play the game we’re…

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