Thomas Davis Poems
- Celts And Saxons We hate the Saxon and the Dane, We hate the...
- Fontenoy Thrice, at the huts of Fontenoy, the English column ...
- The Flower Of Finae Bright red is the sun on the waves of ...
- The Green Above The Red Full often when our fathers saw the ...
- My Grave Shall they bury me in the deep, Where ...
- My Land She is a rich and rare land; Oh! she's a fresh and ...
- Lament For The Death Of Eoghan...
Thomas Davis was born in the town of Mallow in the county of Cork, the son of a Welsh father, a surgeon in the Royal Artillery, and an Irish mother. His father died one month after his birth and his mother moved to Warrington Place near Mount Street bridge in Dublin. In 1830, they moved to 67 Lower Baggot Street. He attended school in Lower Mount Street before studying in Trinity College, Dublin. He graduated in Law and received an Arts degree in 1836, precursory to his being called to the Irish Bar in 1838.
He established The Nation newspaper with Charles Gavan Duffy and John Blake Dillon. He dedicated his life to Irish nationalism.
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Celts And Saxons
We hate the Saxon and the Dane,
We hate the Norman men-
We cursed their greed for blood and gain,
We curse them now again.
Yet start not, Irish-born man!
If you're to Ireland true,
We heed not blood, nor creed, nor clan
We have no curse for you.
We have no curse for you or yours,
But Friendship's ready grasp,
And Faith to stand by you and yours
Unto our latest gasp-
To stand by you against all foes,
Howe'er, or whence they come,
With traitor arts, or bribes, or blows,
From England, France, or Rome.
What matter that at different ...