Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Ireland: Vol. V. 1876–79. | | | | Munster | | Remember the Glories of Brien the Brave | | Thomas Moore (1779–1852) |
| | | REMEMBER the glories of Brien the brave, | |
| Though the days of the hero are o’er; | |
| Though lost to Mononia, and cold in the grave, | |
| He returns to Kinkora no more. | |
| That star of the field, which so often hath poured | 5 |
| Its beam on the battle, is set; | |
| But enough of its glory remains on each sword | |
| To light us to victory yet. | |
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| Mononia! when Nature embellished the tint | |
| Of thy fields, and thy mountains so fair, | 10 |
| Did she ever intend that a tyrant should print | |
| The footstep of slavery there? | |
| No! Freedom, whose smile we shall never resign, | |
| Go, tell our invaders, the Danes, | |
| That ’t is sweeter to bleed for an age at thy shrine, | 15 |
| Than to sleep but a moment in chains. | |
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| Forget not our wounded companions, who stood | |
| In the day of distress by our side; | |
| While the moss of the valley grew red with their blood, | |
| They stirred not, but conquered and died. | 20 |
| That sun which now blesses our arms with his light | |
| Saw them fall upon Ossory’s plain;— | |
| O, let him not blush, when he leaves us to-night, | |
| To find that they fell there in vain. | | | | |
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