Posted on 03/17/2024 9:59:26 AM PDT by CharlesOConnell
Let Erin remember the days of old,
Ere her faithless sons betrayed her.
When Malachi wore the collar of gold,
Which he won from her proud invader,
When her kings with standards of green unfurled
Led the Red-Branch Knights to danger,
Ere the emerald gem of the western world,
was set in the crown of a stranger.
On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays
When the clear cold eve's declining,
He sees the round towers of other days,
In the wave beneath him shining.
Thus shall memory often in dreams sublime,
Catch a glimpse of the days that are over,
Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time
For the long-faded glories they cover.
Malachi, by tradition, a 9th century Irish king who, defeating one Viking invader, took his gold collar, and another, took his sword. About Loch Neagh, in Moore’s time, it was believed there had been a settlement in a deep dell, which was suddenly and permanently flooded, so that fishermen could later see the battlements of a building down in the water.
🍀 Happy Saint Patrick’s Day 🍀
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.