Written for the menu of the Irish Protestant Benevolent Society's annual dinner. THE children of the Western Gael Are gathered here this Patrick's night, To pledge the dear old Innisfail, To drink her health in bumpers bright. 'T is true we may not see her more, Still we're not likely to forget, And though we've sought another shore, We're Irish yet! We're Irish yet! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD by SAM WALTER FOSS ON KEAN'S HAMLET by WASHINGTON ALLSTON ON THE EVE OF DEPARTURE FROM O-- by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS LITTLE GREGORY by THEODORE BOTREL OF THOSE WHO WALK ALONE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON LINES FROM A NOTEBOOK - SEPTEMBER 1803 by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |