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Irish Poetry: Poems and Songs
Here are our favorite poems and songs (thinly disguised poems, in this case).
We are always interested in your favorites. So send them in to us.
In addition to the poems, we try to include a short biography, a photograph (if we can find one) and some book sources - so you can add to your own collections.
Notes: The richest, most thorough site on Irish Writers and poets is The Princess Grace Irish Library. They are one of my frequent sources for biographical information. Be warned, however, the information is very dense. They eschew such frivolities as articles and conjunctions and the most common punctuation mark is the semi-colon. This gives the appearance of almost solid black on the page.
Click here for: The Poets Library
Indices: Irish Times Top 100 Index of Poets Index of Poems
Poetry of the Irish Guards
Edited and adapted by Bridget Haggerty
The Irish Guards were formed on 1st April 1900 by order of Queen Victoria to commemorate the bravery of the Irish people who fought in the Boer war.
On 21st April 1900, the first recruit, James O’Brien of Limerick, was enlisted and many followed as a free transfer was offered to all Irishmen serving not only in the Guards Brigade but also from the Line Regiments.
The Call to Ireland
by Francis Ledwidge
We have fought so much for the nation
In the tents we helped to divide;
Shall the cause of our common fathers
On our earthstones lie denied?
For the price of a field we have wrangled
While the weather rusted the plow,
' twas yours and 'twas mine and 'tis ours yet
And it's time to be fencing it now.