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1. Why I'm Sad (continued)

   

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   The warfare of passion and hatred unblest,
   It is that.

   Not because that the vitims are godless and vile,
   They are not.
   But because that the tyrant has power controlled,
   To wring from his serfs greedy quantum of gold
   And our fair land is shrouded in slavery's gold
   It is that.

   Not because that I fear his base power will last,
   I do not.
   But the struggle is fierce in which all must engage,
   And the enemy's strong in his merciless rage,
   And the sacrifice great in the battle we wage,
   It is that.

   It is not that I tremble such power to feel
   It is not.
   But across the grew mountains said wailings float o'er
   As cot after cot in their vengeance they lower,
   And I weep for the homeless in famished Gweedore
   It is that.

   Do we vow wild revenge in our anger and grief?
   We do not.
   We leave them to Him who holds all in His hands

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Informant

   Brigid Mc Ginley

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Breenagh, Co. Donegal