Many A Poor Soul Has Had To

If The Past Year Were Offered Me Again, And Choice Of Good And Ill Before Me Set Would I Accept The Pleasure With The Pain Or Dare To Wish That We Had Never Met?

It Was On The First Day Of Beltaine, That Is Called Now May Day, The Tuatha De Danaan Came, And It Was To The North-west Of Connacht They Landed. But The Firbolgs, The Men Of The Bag, That Were In Ireland Before Them, And That Had Come From The South, Saw Nothing But A Mist, And It Lying On The Hills.

I Hold That The Beginning Of Modern Irish Drama Was In The Winter Of 1898, At A School Feast At Coole, When Douglas Hyde And Miss Norma Borthwick Acted In Irish In A Punch And Judy Show; And The Delighted Children Went Back To Tell Their Parents What Grand Curses 'an Craoibhin' Had Put On The Baby And The Policeman.

I'll Take No Charity! What I Get I'll Earn By Taking It. I Would Feel No Pleasure It Being Given To Me, Any More Than A Huntsman Would Take Pleasure Being Made A Present Of A Dead Fox, In Place Of Getting A Run Across Country After It.

Thomas Davis Was A Great Man Where Poetry Is Concerned, And A Better Than Thomas Moore. All Over Ireland His Poetry Is, And He Would Have Done Other Things But That He Died Young.