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AN GAODHAL.
THE GRAND OLD MAN.
From the Irish of P. A. DOUGHER,
By the Author.
The news is in the air,
Said the Grand Old Man ;
It is looking grand and fair,
Said the Grand Old Man,
Home Rule for Granuaile
Is the subject of my theme
And to read it you won’t fail,
Said the Grand Old Man.
There was contention, wail and woe,
Said the Grand Old Man,
In the laws we did bestow,
Said the Grand Old Man.
It's been so some hundred years —
Left Ireland in her tears ;
Left England still in fears,
Said the Grand Old Man.
We must own, to our disgrace,
Said the Grand Old Man,
That we’ve robbed the Irish Race,
Said the Grand Old Man.
Everything of fame,
Their Freedom and good name —
Our history tells the same,
Said the Grand Old Man.
We’ve abused this valiant Nation,
Said the Grand Old Man ;
Left their homes in devastation,
Said the Grand Old Man.
When they assert their right
It is weakness against might;
Were the stronger in the fight,
Said the Grand Old Man.
Our laws we must revoke,
Said the Grand Old Man,
And the tyrant's galling voke,
Said the Grand Old Man,
The Irish we won’t fear,
They’re forgiving and sincere —
To our Union they'll adhere,
Said the Grand Old Man.
We must not rend asunder,
Said the Grand Old Man,
In this age of science and wonder,
Said the Grand Old Man ;
But give rights to Innisfail —
On the same we will prevail,
Though a loss we may entail,
Said the Grand Old Man.
Now I am getting old and feeble,
Said the Grand Old Man,
Soon my years shall me disable,
Said the Grand Old Man.
But counsel and advice
I would give those in the strife —
To be neighborly through life,
Said the Grand Old Man.
I request my queen and country,
Said the Grand Old Man.
To repair this chronic injury,
Said the Grand Old Man.
And the promise that we make
We must never, never, break —
It is all for our own sake,
Said the Grand Old Man.
[We shall take great pleasure in sending a copy
of this and the original to the Grand Old Man. Ed]
MÁ'S FEAR THÚ
By Anthony Lally.
Má's fear thú aithnidh thú féin,
S le ain-bhróid ná bí air meisge,
Ní'l in do cholann ach lán doirn de chré,
'S beagán aoil fuinte gan scairt uisge.
Is nidh iongantach thú do chum Dia
Le anam a bheith ionnat a g-cómhnuidhe;
Tamall geárr ag obair san t-saoghal,
Air do thriall do'n bheatha shíorruidhe.
Nó bac le Darmhin 's nó éist le Tindal
No creid aon óide d'a g-cineál no d'a
mbunadh,
Ní crom mar fheithide, 's dual duit do
bheith siúbhal,
'Gus ní shé 'n purtán chuimhnigh air do
dheunadh.
No bíodh doilghíos ort no brón faoi nár
Éirigh leat saidhbhreas mór a chruinnúgh',
Is iomdha fear chruinnigh go leor 's nach
N-deárnaidh mórán leis ach roinn d'a
shliochd a mhilleadh.
Má's fear críonna thú, no cuir d'am a
múgha —
Ag amharc siar milleán air mhío-ádh —
Ach siúbhal air d'aghaidh, buan le grádh,
Go h-uile lá ag éirighe níos feárr,
'Gus nuair fhágfas tú an saoghal,
Ní bhéidh agad ádhbhar baoghail,
'Gus leanfaidh fir eile do lorg,
Le dóchus agus le ceannas.
We have received three copies of the revived
Irish Echo. We took no notice of the first two
issues as the last issue before suspension was in
the interest of a swindling scheme. We think a
good deal of Mr. O’Farrell but he was beset by a
very shady crowd, one of whom swindled the Gael
out of 44 subscribers. There is this excuse for Mr
O’Farrell for his management of the suspended
Echo. — Not being sufficiently acquainted with
Gaelic literature, and the scanty support of the
paper, he was an easy prey to the schemers refer¬
red to. But now, that he knows them, there will
be no excuse if he does not keep clear of them.
He has two of the best Irish scholars in America
at his elbow, M. O’Shea, and P. J. O'Daly.
Large numbers of the Gael delinquents have
paid up and there is no doubt but the Tory effort
will inflame the old gradh, and, to show that they
resent it, will fully make up to the Gael for lost
time.
