AN GAODHAL.
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THE DUBLIN SOCIETY
For the Preservation of the Irish Language.
Patron.
His Grace the Most Rev. T. W. Croke, D. D.,
Archbishop of Cashel.
President.
The O'Conor Don, P. C., D. L., M. R. I. A.
Vice Presidents.
Rev. Euseby D. Cleaver, M. A., Oxon.
Rev. Maxwell H. Close, M. A., M. R. I. A.
Rt. Rev. William Fitzgerald, D.D., Bishop of Ross,
Very Rev. William J. Walsh, D.D. Pres. St. Pat¬
rick’s Coll., Maynooth.
Honorary Secretary
Rev. John Nolan, O. D. C.
Council.
Very Rev. U. J. Canon Bourke, P. P., M. R. I. A.
David Comyn. Michael Corcoran, Michael Cusack,
David Fitzgerald, M. J. Fitzgerald, B. L., Thomas
Flannery, John Fleming, Henry J. Gill, M.A, M.P,
Thomas B. Griffith, Richard Guiton, M. P. Hickey.
Very Rev. Peter Hill, R. C., Adm., Duglas Hyde,
Daniel Leahy, John Fitzgerald Lee, Maurice Len-
ihan, J.P., M. R. I. A., Daniel Lynch, Very Rev,
Edward Maguire, John Morrin, Rev. J. J. O'Car-
roll, S. J., Rev. Patrick O’Keefe, C.C., Rev. James
O'Laverty, P.P., M. R, I. A., R. J. O'Mulrenin.
Very Rev. J. A. Phelan, Very Rev William Quirke,
Deon, P.P., Charles Ronayne, M. D., J. P., A. B.
Simpson, Rev. James Stevenson, M.A.
Corresponding Members.
Richard Gumbleton Daunt, M. D., Campinos, San
Paolo, Brazil.
John M. Hart, Prof. Univ. Cincinati, U.S. A.
Thomas O’Neil Russell, 262 South Water Street
Chicago. U. S. A.
John M. Tierney, San Juan, Argentine Republic.
Rules.
This Society is instituted for the Preservation
and Cultivation of the Irish Language.
I. This Society shall consist of a President,
four vice-presidents, with members and asso-
ciates.
II. The qualification for membership shall be
an annual subscription of 10s. and 5s., and for
associates 1s. Annual subscribers of 10s. alone
shall be eligible for election as members of the
council.
III. The Society shall be governed by a
council chosen from the members, which couneil
shall include the president and vice-presidents.
Five members of the council to form a quorum.
IV Two members of each branch association
(outside Dublin) in connection with the Society
shall be members of the council.
V. The council shall have power to manage
the affairs of the society, and to make bylaws for
the better regulation of its own proceedings.
Object and means.
The Gaelic Union having for its object the pres-
ervation and cultivation of the Irish language, and
its consequent extension as a spoken tongue, pro-
poses :—
1st. To establish and perpetuate a “Publica-
tion and Prize Fund,” which shall be applied (a)
in awarding prizes to successful pupils and teach-
ers of the language, according to a scheme to be
published from year to year, and (b) in publish-
ing or assisting the publication of Gaelic books
for the use of schools, etc,
2nd. To promote the formation of classes and
associations for the cultivation of the language.
3rd. To procure greater facilities and better
encouragement for the teaching and learning of
the language in the schools of Ireland, particul-
arly in the Irish-speaking districts.
4th. To publish cheap elementary works from
which the language can be easily learned, and a
suitable literature.
5th To encourage a familiar use of the language
by those who know how to speak it.
6th To encourage the production of a modern
Irish literature, original and translated, by offer-
ing prizes for competition,
RESURGAM.
[The following lines “Resurgam," (“I will rise")
were written for the Gaelic Union at the request of
the Honorable Secretary.)
O sorrowful fair land ! shall we not love thee,
Whom thou hast cradled on thy bounteous breast
Though all unstarred and dark the clouds above
thee,
Thy children shall arise and call thee blest.
Never our lips can name thee, Mother, coldly,
Nor our ears hear thy sweet sad, name unmoved,
And if from deeper pain our arms might fold thee,
Were it not well with us, O best beloved !
Yet when we hymn thy praise, what words come
thronging?
Not the sweet cadences thy lips have taught
Accents are these to alien lands belonging,
Gifts from another shrine thine own have
brought.
For ah ! our memory in the darkened years
Of thy long pain, hath waxen dim and faint,
And we’ve forgot for weariness and tears,
Our grand old tongue of poet and of saint,
Most like a little child with meek surrender,
Learning its lesson at the mother's knees,
Come we to hear our own tongue, soft and tender,
As wordless bird-songs in unnumbered trees.
And now it shall not die through all the ages
Thy sons shall hold it still for love of thee,
This strong sweet tongue of warriors and sages
Who served thee much, yet loved not more than
we.
KATHERINE TYNAN.
