Verse > Padraic Colum > Anthology of Irish Verse
Padraic Colum (1881–1972).  Anthology of Irish Verse.  1922.
45. The Rising of the Moon
By Anonymous
“OH, THEN tell me, Shawn O’Farrall,
Tell me why you hurry so?”
“Hush, ma bouchal, hush and listen;”
And his cheeks were all a-glow:
“I bear orders from the Captain—        5
Get you ready quick and soon;
For the pikes must be together
At the Rising of the Moon.”
“Oh, then tell me, Shawn O’Farrall
Where the gathering is to be?”        10
“In the oul’ spot by the river
Right well known to you and me;
One word more—for signal token
Whistle up the marching tune,
With your pike upon your shoulder,        15
At the Rising of the Moon.”
Out from many a mud-wall cabin
Eyes were watching through the night:
Many a manly chest was throbbing
For the blessed warning light;        20
Murmurs passed along the valley
Like the Banshee’s lonely croon,
And a thousand blades were flashing
At the Rising of the Moon.
There, beside the singing river,        25
That dark mass of men were seen—
Far above the shining weapons
Hung their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor!
Forward! strike the marching tune,        30
And hurrah, my boys, for freedom!
’Tis the Rising of the Moon.”
Well they fought for poor Old Ireland,
And full bitter was their fate;
(Oh! what glorious pride and sorrow        35
Fill the name of Ninety-Eight!)
Yet, thank God, e’en still are beating
Hearts in manhood’s burning noon,
Who would follow in their footsteps
At the Rising of the Moon.        40


Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2015 · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors · World Lit.