Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 1)

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1. A Bunch of Green Memories (continued)

   

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   I heard an oration for those gone to rest
   I saw in the people expressions sincere
   The throng sympathising with many a tear.
   VI
   I asked of myself when will Erin be free
   Must we keep beholding the sights that we see
   All sadly I thought of the six who in bloom
   Of manhood's sweet moments they went to their doom
   And standing in Crosstown's fine churchyard to day.
   I gazed on the Slaney that flower of its way
   With bardic impulses I felt I should weave
   A bunch of green memories to think of each grave
   A tribute to Erin her sons good and true
   God sent her a freedom for me and for you.

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Date

   1 July 1936

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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