Am I the slave they say, Soggarth aroon? Since you did show the way, Soggarth aroon, Their slave no more to be, While they would work with me Old Ireland's slavery, Soggarth aroon. Why not her poorest man, Soggarth aroon, Try and do all he can, Soggarth aroon, Her commands to fulfil Of his own heart and will, Side by side with you still, Soggarth aroon? Loyal and brave to you, Soggarth aroon, Yet not slave to you, Soggarth aroon, Nor, out of fear to you, Stand up so near to you -- Och! out of fear to you, Soggarth aroon! Who in the winter's night Soggarth, aroon, When the cold blasts did bite, Soggarth aroon, Came to my cabin door, And on my earthen-floor Knelt by me, sick and poor, Soggarth aroon? Who, on the marriage day, Soggarth aroon, Made the poor cabin gay, Soggarth aroon, And did both laugh and sing, Making our hearts to ring At the poor christening, Soggarth aroon? Who, as friends only met, Soggarth aroon, Never did flout me yet, Soggarth aroon; And when my heart was dim, Gave, while his eye did brim What I should give to him, Soggarth aroon? Och! you, and only you, Soggarth aroon! And for this I was true to you, Soggarth aroon! Our love they'll never shake, When for ould Ireland's sake We a true part did take, Soggarth aroon! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLIZZARD by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS PATIENCE TAUGHT BY NATURE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SEA GODS: 3 by HILDA DOOLITTLE ARIZONA POEMS: 4. THE WINDMILLS by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER LESSER EPISTLES: TO BERNARD LINTOTT by JOHN GAY THE CHAMBERED NAUTILUS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES PROLOGUE, SPOKEN BY MR. GARRICK AT ... THEATRE ROYALE, 1747 by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) |