|John F. Kennedy
Liberty without learning is always in peril; learning without liberty is always in vain.
I found Ireland on her knees, I watched over her with eternal solicitude; I have traced her progress from injuries to arms and from arms to liberty.
I knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curld
Above the green elms, that a cottage was near;
And I said, ĻIf there is peace to be found in the world,
A heart that was humble might hope for it here.
Notes: Ballad Stanzas
|Lady Augusta Gregory
It's a good thing to be able to take up your money in your hand and to think no more of it when it slips away from you than you would of a trout that would slip back into the stream.
|The Hag of Beare
Lovely the mantle of green
Our Lord spreads on the hillside!
Every spring the divine craftsman
Plumps its worn fleece.
Notes: 9th century
|Patrick Henry Pearse
We are ready to die and shall die cheerfully and proudly...You must not grieve for all of this. We have preserved Ireland's honour and our own. Our deeds of last weeks are the most splendid in Ireland's history. People will say hard things of us now, but we shall be remembered by posterity and blessed by unborn generations.
Notes: 1Easter Uprising, April 24, 1916
|John Millington Synge
I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.
|Mary Elizabeth Blake
All ye who love the springtime
and who but loves it well,
When the little birds do sing, and
the buds begin to swell
Think not ye ken its beauty, or know
its face so dear,
Till ye look upon old Ireland in the
dawning o' the year!
Notes: The Dawning of the Year
If you ever wondered where "Top o' the morning" came from, here it is:
T'anam chun Dia! but there it is-
The dawn on the hills of Ireland!
God's angels lifting the nights's black veil
From the fair, sweet face of my sireland!
O, Ireland! isn't it grand to look-
Like a bride in her rich adornin'!
With all the pent-up love of my heart
I bid you the top o'the morning'!
Notes: The Exile's Return
"Let no man write my epitaph.... When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written."
Notes: In honour of his birthday on March 4, this is excerpted from the speech given by Robert Emmett at his trial in September, 1803.
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