<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396011" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Irish Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">’TIS a green isle set in a silver water,<br>A fairy isle where the shamrock grows.<br>Land of Legend, the Dream-Queen’s daughter—<br>Out of the Fairies’ hands She rose.<br>They touched Her harp with a tender sighing,<br>A spirit-song from a world afar,<br>They touched Her heart with a fire undying<br>To fight and follow Her battle-star. <br>Too long, too long thro’ the grey years growing<br>Feud and faction have swept between<br>The Thistledown and the red Rose blowing<br>And the three-fold leaf of the Shamrock green;<br>But the seal of blood, ye shall break it never:<br>With rifles grounded and bare of head<br>We drink to the dead who live forever<br>A silent toast—To the Irish dead! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis an Irish cheer on the hillside ringing,<br>Where, checked and broken, the vanguards reel,<br>But on and upward and forward swinging,<br>The glittering line of the Irish steel!<br>Like points of light ’mid the boulders lying<br>Gleam and redden their bayonets keen.<br>On, thro’ the hell of their dead and dying,<br>Forward, forward, the Shamrock green! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To Ireland, set in the silver water,<br>To the fighting blood that is proved and tried—<br>Our sharpest sword and our fairest daughter—<br>Who saved the Empire and turned the tide!<br>And Wisdom comes as the days grow older,<br>We are done with the faults of the past, I ween,<br>Standing together, shoulder to shoulder,<br>The Thistle, the Rose, and the Shamrock green!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Essex+Evans">George Essex Evans</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396011" data-title="To The Irish Dead de George Essex Evans" data-description="’TIS a green isle set in a silver water, A fairy isle where the shamrock grows. Land of Legend, the Dream-Queen’s daughter— Out of the Fairies’ hands She rose. They touched Her harp with a tender sighing, A spirit-song from a world afar, T..."></div> </div> </div>

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