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Why Play With Words, England? Post by :jimbray Category :Poems Author :Edward Doyle Date :July 2011 Read :1554

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Why Play With Words, England?

Why play with words? There never can be peace
Till Ireland is set free. One might as well
Expect the great Arch-angel rest in Hell
And genuflect to Satan's blasphemies,
As Erin's spirit that, for centuries,
Has been aloft with God in virtue, sell,
Like Esaw, her birthright, and not rebel,
But to her home's invaders, bend her knees.

Her spirit is no norbury Banshee--
To wail and, then, to vanish. She will stand
With lifted flambeau, lighted by the hand
That lights the stars, till she again is free,
Inspiring normal man in every land
With love of Freedom, by her scorn of thee.





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Edward Doyle's poem: Why Play With Words, England?

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