Do you remember long ago, Kathaleen? When your lover whispered low, "Shall I stay or shall I go, Kathaleen?" And you answered proudly, "Go! And join King James and strike a blow For the Green." Mavrone, your hair is white as snow, Kathaleen; Your heart is sad and full of woe, Do you repent you bade him go, Kathaleen? But quick you answered proudly, "No! For better die with Sarsfield so Than live a slave without a blow For the Green." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARK ANGEL by LIONEL PIGOT JOHNSON GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE A FRAGMENT FROM THE AGAMEMNON OF AESCHYLOS by AESCHYLUS SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 40 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |