A short pamphlet published anonymously in Dublin and London alongside extracts of text from Wolff Tone and Robert Emmett
*Pretend this is good - revolutionary poetry in English isnt Dante's forte! :D
Setanta's Call
Ainm óige cú Uladh,
Cú Chulainn.
Setanta, cosantóir na hÉireann
An cú, cá bhfuil tú anois?
Men of Ireland the hounds call.
Where howls the hound?
What men of Ireland answer now?
Why run from the wolfs cry,
in your own blood?
The blood of men, twice your stake,
Ran for you and Irelands' sake.
But tepid ice instead of crimson fire,
runs beneath your skin.*
Ainm óige cú Uladh,
Cú Chulainn.
Setanta, cosantóir na hÉireann
An cú, cá bhfuil tú anois?
Men of Ireland the hounds call.
Where howls the hound?
What men of Ireland answer now?
Why run from the wolfs cry,
in your own blood?
The blood of men, twice your stake,
Ran for you and Irelands' sake.
But tepid ice instead of crimson fire,
runs beneath your skin.*
*Pretend this is good - revolutionary poetry in English isnt Dante's forte! :D
I am my mother's savage daughter, The one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones
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I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory