Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEAD AT CLONMACNOIS, by ANGUS O'GILLAN First Line: In a quiet water'd land, a land of roses Last Line: Many a swan-white breast. Alternate Author Name(s): O'gillan, Enoch Variant Title(s): Clonmacnois Subject(s): Clonmacnoise, Ireland | ||||||||
IN a quiet water'd land, a land of roses, Stands Saint Kieran's city fair; And the warriors of Erin in their famous generations Slumber there. There beneath the dewy hillside sleep the noblest Of the clan of Conn, Each below his stone with name in branching Ogham And the sacred knot thereon. There they laid to rest the seven Kings of Tara, There the sons of Cairbre sleep -- Battle-banners of the Gael that in Kieran's plain of crosses Now their final hosting keep. And in Clonmacnois they laid the men of Teffia, And right many a lord of Breagh; Deep the sod above Clan Creide and Clan Conaill, Kind in hall and fierce in fray. Many and many a son of Conn the Hundred-Fighter In the red earth lies at rest; Many a blue eye of Clan Colman the turf covers, Many a swan-white breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CLONMACNOIS: A SHORT HISTORY by ROBERT CORDING QUESTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MY GARDEN by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CHANNEL FIRING by THOMAS HARDY ASTRONOMY by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 6 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |
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