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[ top ] QuotationsPoetry [ top ] Celts and Saxons: We hate the Saxon and the Dane, / We hate the Norman men - / We cursd their greed for blood and gain, / We curse them now again. / yet start not, Irish born man, / If youre to Ireland true, / we heed not blood, nor creed, nor clan - / We have no curse for you. // We have no curse for you or yours, / But Friendships ready grasp, / And faith to stand by you and yours, / Unto our latest gasp - / To stand by you against all foes, / Howeer or whence they come, / With traitors arts, or bribes or blows, / From England, France, or Rome. // What matter that at different shrines / We pray unto one God / What matter that at different times / Our fathers won this sod / In fortune and in name were bound. / By stronger links than steel / And neither can be safe nor sound / But in the others weal. // As Nubian rocks, and Ethiop sand / Long drifting down the Nile, / Built up old Egypts fertile land / For many a hundred mile; / So Pagan clans to Ireland came, / And clans of Christendom, / Yet joined their wisdom and their fame / To build a nation from. // Here came the brown Phoenician, / The man of trade and toil / Here came the proud Milesian, / Ahungering for spoil; / And the Firbolg and the Cymry, / And the hard, enduring Dane, / And the iron Lords of Normandy, / With the Saxons in their train. // And oh! it were a gallant deed / To show before mankind, / How every race and every creed / Might be by love combined / Might be combined, yet not forget / The fountains whence they rose, / As, filled by many a rivulet / The stately Síonainn [Shannon] flows. // Nor would we wreak our ancient feud / On Belgian or on Dane, / Nor visit in a hostile mood / The hearths of Gaul or Spain; / But long as on our country lies / The Anglo-Norman yoke, / Their tyranny well signalize, / And Gods revenge invoke. // We do not hate, we never cursd, / Nor spoke a foemans word / Against a man in Ireland nursd, / Howeer we thought he errd; So start not, Irish born man, / If youre to Ireland true, / We heed not race, nor creed, nor clan, / Weve hearts and hands for you. [Available at CELT - online.] [ top ] The Wests Asleep: When all beside a vigil keep, / The Wests asleep, the Wests asleep. / Alas! and well may Erin weep, / When Connaught lies in slumber deep. / There lake and plain smile fair and free, / Mid rocks - their guardian chivalry // Sing oh! let man learn liberty / From crashing wind and lashing sea. // That chainless wave and lovely land / Freedom and Nationhood demand / Be sure, the great God never plannd, / For slumbering slaves, a home so grand. // And, long, a brave and haughty race / Honoured and sentinelled the place / Sing oh! not even their sons disgrace / Can quite destroy their glorys trace. // For often, in OConnors van, / To triumph dashd each Connaught clan - / And fleet as deer the Normans ran / Through Coirrslabh Pass and Ard Rathain. / And later times saw deeds as brave; And glory guards Clanricardes grave - / Sing, oh! they died their land to save, / At Aughrims slopes and Shannons wave. // And if, when all a vigil keep, / The Wests asleep, the Wests asleep - / Alas! and well may Erin weep, / That Connaught lies in slumber deep. / But - hark! - some voice like thunder spake: The Wests awake, the Wests awake / Sing, oh! hurra! let England quake, / Well watch till death for Erins sake! [ top ] A Nation Once Again: When boyhoods fire was in my blood, / I read of ancient freemen, / For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, / Three Hundred men and Three men. / And then I prayed I yet might see / Our fetters rent in twain, / And Ireland, long a province, be / A Nation once again. // And, from that time, through wildest woe, / That hope has shone, a far light; / Nor could loves brightest summer glow / Outshine that solemn starlight: / It seemed to watch above my head / In forum, field and fane; / Its angel voice sang round my bed, / A Nation once again. // It whispered, too, that freedoms ark / And service high and holy, / Would be profaned by feelings dark, / And passions vain or lowly; / For freedom comes from Gods right hand, / And needs a godly train; / And righteous men must make our land / A Nation once again. // So, as I grew from boy to man, / I bent me to that bidding - / My spirit of each selfish plan / And cruel passion ridding; / For, thus I hoped some day to aid - / Oh! can such hope be vain? / When my dear country shall be made / A Nation once again. [ top ] My Land: She is a rich and rare land, / Oh shes a fresh and fair land; / She is a dear and rare land, / This native land of mine. // No men than hers are braver, / Her women/ s hearts neer waver; / Id freely die to save her, / And think my lot divine. // Shes not a dull or cold land, / No, shes a warm and bold land, / Oh, shes a true and old land, / This native land of mine. // Could beauty ever guard her, / And virtue still reward her, / No foe would cross her border - / No friend within it pine. // Oh, shes a fresh and fair land, / Oh, shes a true and rare land; / Yes shes a rare and fair land, / This native land of mine. Song of the Volunteers of 1782: […] Bless Harry Flood, who nobly stood / By us, through gloomy years, / Bless Charlemont, the brave and good, / The chief of the Volunteers! / The North began; the North held on / The strife for native land! / Till Ireland rose, and cowd her foes - / God bless the Northern Land! [… &c.] [ top ] The Geraldines : When Ginckle leagured Limerick, the Irish soldiers gazed / To see if in the setting sun dead Desmonds banner blazed! / And still it is the peasants hope upon the Curraghs mere, / They live wholl see ten thousand men with good Lord Edward here. / So let them dream till brighter days when, not by Edwards shade, / But by some leader true as he their lines shall be arrayed! (Quoted in Daithí Ó hÓgáin, The Hero in Irish Folk History, Dublin: Gill & Macmillan 1985, p.317; see also under Theobald Wolfe Tone, infra.) See whole poem, infra:
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[ top ] The Young Irishman of the Middle Classes, a paper given at the TCD Historical Society, 1839; and reprinted in three instalments in The Nation (1848) - Notes: Davis makes allusion to figures of Irish history and literature incl. -
[ top ] The Nation, 1st editorial: […] to direct […] the sympathy of educated men of all parties to the great end of Nationality (15 Oct. 1842); nationality of the spirit as well as the letter […] which would embrace Protestant, Catholic, and Dissenter – Milesian and Cromwellian – the Irishman of a hundred generations and the stranger within our gates […] (22 July 1842; anticipating publication on 15 Oct. 1842). (For longer extract, see infra.) [ top ] Irish art : Make Ireland a nation and you will do more for national art than if you mortgaged your estates for pictures and turned your own halls into drawing school. Make Ireland a nation and the Irish artist will feel himself a partner in your toils, your ambition and your renown; he will be nourished upon great sights and thoughts of liberated people - he will be surrounded by men vying in nationality and worshipful of national genius. He will dedicate that genius to honour the influence that inspired it. (quoted in The Dublin Magazine, Spring 1966, with remarks, alas for Daviss hopes! … from the cultural point of view Ireland is a disgrace. (p.5). Anglicanism/Utiliarianism: Modern Anglicanism, i.e., Utilitarianism, the creed of Russell and Peel, as well as of the Radicals - this thing, call it Yankeeisrn or Englishism, which measures prosperity by exchangeable value, measures duty by gain, and limits desire to clothes, food, and respectability; this damned thing has come into Ireland under the Whigs, and equally the favourite of the “Peel Tories. (Quoted in Sir Charles Gavan Duffy, Young Ireland, 1884 edn., pp.110-11; cited in D. George Boyce, Nationalism in Ireland, London: Routledge 1982, p.155; see also Richards and Cairns, supra.) [ top ] Anglos & Scots: The Anglo-Irish and Scottish Ulsterman have now far too old a title to be questioned: they were a hardy race, and fought stoutly for the pleasant valleys they dwell in […] A deep enough root these planters have struck into the soil of Ulster, and it would now be ill-striving to unplant them. (Quoted in T. W. Moody, Thomas Davis, 1945, p.55, n.93; cited Boyce, op. cit., 1982, p.386.) Truly colonial: It was not till very lately that the part of the nation which is truly colonial, reflected that though their ancestors had been victorious, they themselves were now included in the general subjection; subduing only to be subdued, and trampled upon by Britain as a servile dependency. When therefore the Protestant began to suffer what the Catholics had suffered; when from serving as the instruments they were made themselves the objects of foreign domination, then they became conscious they had a country - Ireland. They resisted British domination, renounced colonial subserviency and … asserted the exclusive jurisdiction of this Island. (Proceedings of the Society of United Irishmen of Dublin, 1792; quoted by Richard Kearney, Irish Heritage in the French Revolution: The Rights of The People and The Rights of Man, in Ireland and France, A Bountiful Friendship, Essays in Honour of Patrick Rafroidi, ed. Barbara Hayley & Christopher Murray, Gerrards Cross: Colin Smythe 1992, pp.34.) [ top ] Old brawls: Surely our Protestant brethren cannot shut their eyes to the honour it would confer on them and us if we gave up old brawls and bitterness, and came together in love like Christians, in feeling like countrymen, in policy like men having common interests. Can they - ah! tell us, dear countrymen! – can you harden your hearts at the thought of looking on Irishmen joined in commerce, agriculture, art, justice, government, wealth and glory! (Davis, in The Nation; cited in John Neylon Molony, A Soul Came into Ireland, Thomas Davis 1814-1845 (Geography Publ. 1995) No sandbank: This country of ours is no sandbank thrown up by some recent caprice of earth. It is an ancient land, honoured in the archives of civilisation, traceable into antiquity by its piety, its valour, and its sufferings. Every great European race has sent its stream to the rivers of the Irish mind. Long wars, vast organisations, subtle codes, beacon crimes, leading virtues, and self-mighty men were here. If we live influenced by wind, and sun, and tree, and not by the passions and deeds of the past, we are a thriftless and hopeless people. (Cited as epigraph in Thomas J. M. Johnstone, Where the Foxglove Glows, Belfast: Quota Press 1946). Irish historical novels: I wish to heaven someone would attempt Irish historical fiction. (Quoted in Malcolm Brown, The Politics of Irish Literature, From Thomas Davis to W. B. Yeats, London: Allen & Unwin 1972, p.65; see James Cahalan, Irish Historical Novel, 1983, p.75.) [ top ] Navigation acts: Before this generation dies, it must have made Irelands rivers navigable and its hundred harbours secure with beacon and pier, and thronged with seamen educated in navla schools, and familiar with every rig and every ocean. Arigna must be pierced with shafts, and Bonmahon flaming with smelting-houses. Our bogs must have become turf factories […]. Our coal must move a thousand engines, our rivers a thousand wheels. (Davis, c.1845; cited in Cormac Ó Grada, Ireland: A New Economic History, 1994 [p. edn. 1995], p.273.) Our National Language, The Nation (1 April 1843): To impose another language on such a people is to send their history adrift among the accidents of translation - tis to tear their identity from all places - tis to substitute arbitrary signs or picturesque and suggestive names - tis to cut off the entail of feeling, and separate the people from their forefathers by a deep gulf - tis to corrupt their very organs, and abridge their power of expression. (p.304; q. source.) The Language of Ireland: A people without a language of its own is only half a nation. A nation should guard its language more than its territories - tis a surer barrier and more important frontier, than fortress or river. […] To lose your native tongue, and learn that of an alien, it the worst badge of conquest. To have lost entirely the national language is death. […] the fetter has worn through. (In Arthur Griffith, ed., Thomas Davis - The Thinker and Teacher, Dublin 1914, p.55; quoted in Breda Dunne, An Intelligent Visitors Guide to the Irish, Mercier 1990; also in Essays and Poems with a Centenary Memoir, Dublin: Gill & Son 1945, p.71; quoted in Joseph Lynch, MA Dip., UU 2003.) [ top ] The Language of Ireland (further): Nothing can make us believe that it is natural or honourable for the Irish to speak the speech of the alien, the invader, the Sasanach tyrant, and to abandon the language of our kings and heroes […] But even should the effort to save it as a national language fail, by the attempt we will rescue its old literature, and hand down to our descendants proofs that we had a language as fit for love, and war, and business and pleasure as the world ever knew, and that we had not the spirit and nationality to preserve it. (Op. cit., 1945, p.73; quoted in Lynch op. cit., 2003.) The Language of Ireland: If an attempt were made to introduce Irish, either through the national schools or courts of law, into the eastern side of the island, it would certainly fail, and the reaction might extinguish it all together […] it is quite another thing to say, as we do, that the Irish language should be cherished, taught and esteemed and that it can be preserved and gradually extended. (Ibid., p.74; Lynch 2003.) Absenteeism: There is an absenteeism of Irish mind - a draining away of Ingenuity and Learning - an emigration of the wit, wisdom and power of our land constantly going on. This results from our dependence on England, our adaption of her language and Literature. ( Essays and Poems with a Centenary Memoir, Dublin: Gill & Son 1945, p.119; quoted in Joseph Lynch, MA Dip., UU 2003.) [ top ] Reference Seamus Deane, gen. ed., The Field Day Anthology of Irish Writing (Derry 1991), Vol. 1: Bibl., Speeches of John Philpot Curran (Duffy 1843; edn. enlarged 1845; 1861); Literary and Historical Essays, ed. Charles Gavan Duffy (Duffy 1846); The Poems of Thomas Davis, ed. Thomas Wallis (Duffy 1846); The Life of J. P. Curran (Duffy 1846); Letters of a Protestant, on Repeal (Irish Confederation 1847); T.W. Rolleston, ed, Prose Writings of Thomas Davis (London 1890). Biog., The Field Day Anthology of Irish Writing, 1991, Vol. 1, p.1299 [as in Life, supra]. [ top ] Seamus Deane, gen. ed., The Field Day Anthology of Irish Writing (Derry 1991), Vol. 2 selects Lament for Death of Owen Roe ONeill; Song of the Volunteers of 1782 [see infra, quoted by Conor Cruise OBrien]; Nationality; Celts and Saxons, My Grave; The Wests Asleep [50-51]. No BIOG marked in Index [ital.], but notes, among most important and worst of Irish poets [Seamus Deane, ed.], [1]; in his Short Life of Thomas Davis 1840-46 (1895), Charles Gavan Duffy tells us that Daviss aims were far away from literary success. All his labours tended only to stimulate and discipline people … produced nearly fifty ballads a year used to say that, if he had his will, the songs of the Nation would be remembered in after times, and the authors quite forgotten .., [2]; Mangan takes Daviss advice to look at the new Ordnance Survey map and identify the territories referred to in the Irish poems, [30]; Duffy, in Young Ireland, A Fragment of Irish History 1840-45 (1880), ..nearly all that will be permanently remembered of the labours and sufferings of the men who composed it were events accomplished after the death of Davis and the apparent rout and dispersion of his friends; Yeats and OLeary confirm his influence, but his nationalism ineffective against famine conditions [Deane, ed.], [117-18]; Daviss questionable idea that protective tariffs would have saved Ireland from the worst effects of free trade [ed. remark; [119]; compared to Mitchel in terms of the vision of a unique Irish destiny in a racist, British contest, [120]; Mitchel, The Last Conquest (1861), Chap. X: Before the grave had yet closed on Thomas Davis [there] began to spread awful rumours of approaching famine (Davis d. 16 Sept. 1845), [178]; (in Davitt), [201]; (influence on OLeary, the fountain and the origin must always be sought in Davis, [252, 253]; (Fr. Meehan, ed. Davis [n.d.], 267n). The title of Eoin MacNeills The North Began [1913] taken from Daviss Song of the Volunteers, [286]; Pearse, Mitchels gospel is part of the testament, even as Daviss is (The Sovereign People, pamphlet of 1916), [294]; (reference to his Protestantism implied by Rolleston, 973); .. the worthy Thomas Davis, who made a great, a noble, and an epoch-making effort to turn the national spirit in the direction of literature (Eglinton / Ryan, Dana 1904), [976]; Daviss essay The Irish Language appeared in 2 pts. in The Nation, 1 April & 30 Dec. 1843; Eoin MacNeill quotes from it the phrase a Nation should guard its language in his article Our Whig Inheritance, in Ireland Today, Nov. 1936 (ed. comments that the phrase was not the beginning of the article as MacNeill claims; [981]; for Thomas MacDonagh, Davis was one of those without the Irish accent of Ferguson (1916), [990], a political essayists [do.], [991]; John Eglinton, The De-Davisisation of Irish Literature [995-97; see Eglinton, infra]; (cited in Dana 1904 by Ryan as English-speaking and no worse a nationalist for it, 999); (?Canon Sheehan, 1043). See also FDA3, 748: de Valera quotes Davis in his celebrated radio speech on Patricks Day, 1943 (athletic youths … and comely maidens, &c), Our young artisans must be familiar with the arts of design and the natural sciences connected with their trade; and so of our farmers; and both should, beside, have that general information which refines and expands the mind, that knowledge of Irish history and statistics that makes it national and those accomplishments and sports which make leisure profitable and home joyous. / Our cities must be stately with sculpture, pictures and buildings, and our fields glorious with peaceful abundance … to seek it is the solemn, unavoidable duty of every Irishman (Davis, Foreign Travel, The Nation 17 Aug. 1844). Bibliography of Young Ireland in FDA2, incl. Thomas Davis and Young Ireland: A Selected Bibliography (Dublin Stat. Off., 1945); R. G. OSullivan, The Young Irelanders (1944); D[enis]. Gwynn, Young Ireland and 1848 (1948); R. Davis, The Young Ireland Movement (1987); J[ohn] Hutchinson, The Dynamics of Cultural Nationalism (1987); David Lloyd, Nationalism and Minor Literature (1987). Also (TCD address of 1839), The cumbrous state of our literature renders a formal study of metaphysical and moral philosophy essential. [FDA1] [ top ] R. F. Foster, Modern Ireland (London: Allen Lane 1988), p. 311, bio-data: b. Mallow, Co. Cork, ed. TCD, Bar 1838; Repeal Assoc., 1840; co-fnd. Nation, 1842; leader of Young Ireland, 1842-45; stood up to OConnell over the issue of non-denominational education; ballads inspired the nationalism of Mitchel and secularised that of Duffy … the purest Irish patriot … ceaseless worker on committees and societies, incl. RIA. De Burca Books (Cat. 44, 1997) lists T. F. OSullivan, The Young Irelanders (1944); Do., [2nd. Edn.] Thomas Davis Centenary Edn. (1945) [Hyland Oct. 1995; 219]. Thomas Davis: Essays and Poems with a Centenary Memoir 1845 1945. With a foreword by an Taoiseach, Eamon De Valera. Illustrated. Dublin Gill, 1945. Pages, ix, 240. V.good in frayed dj. [£30]. Belfast Public Library holds 12 titles including The Patriot Parliament of 1689 (1893). MORRIS holds Essays Literary and Historical (Dundalgan Press 1914). [ top ] Notes Portraits (II): There is a bust of Annie Hutton (1825-53) by Christopher Moore in the National Gallery of Ireland. Kith & kin?: Osborne is the family name of the Earls of Leeds. A life of Tone, projected by Davis for the Library of Ireland, to be published by Duffy, was never actually written; instead Carleton supplying Parra Sastha (1845) for the same series. [ top ] Arthur Griffith spoke of Davis in the treaty debate of 1921-22 as the prophet I followed throughout all my life, the man whose words and teachings I tried to translate into practices and policies. Quoted in Michael Tierney, Daniel OConnell 12 Centenary Essays (Dublin: Browne & Nolan 1949), p.152. Fintan Cullen, ed., Sources in Irish Art: A Reader (Cork UP 2000), contains Edmund Burkes Philosophical Enquiry; Samuel Madden; Lady Morgans Life of Salvator Rosa; David Wilkes letter from Ireland; Thomas Davis; George Petrie; W. B. Yeats; Elizabeth Thompson, Mainie Jellet, and others. James Joyce: The plaintiff echo, Shize? I should shee! Macool, Macool, orra whyi deed ye diie? […], which is attributed to all the hoolivans of the nation in James Joyces Finnegans Wake (1939) [Bk. I.i; p.6] echoes the line Oh! why did you leave us, Owen? Why did you die? [… &c.], in Lament for the Death of Owen Roe ONeill. [See under Quotations, supra.] [ top ] Language question: Daviss views on the hierarchy and commensurability of language are derived from and comparable with those of among languages regarding Herder, Fichte, Hegel, the Grimms, and Goethe; see Grattan Fryer, Romantic Literature and the European Age of Revolutions, Renaissance and Modern Studies, Vol. 8 (1964), pp.53-74 (cited in Cairns & Richards, op. cit., 1988, p.44.) W. B. Yeats, in Poetry and Ireland (with Lionel Johnson, 1908, p. 14), cannot resist ridiculing Davis for reciting before his death one of the worst of the patriotic poems of Young Ireland. (Cited in Ian Small, Yeats and Johnson on the Limitations of Patriotic Art, Studies, Vol. LXIII, 1974, pp.379-88.)[ top ] W. E. H. Lecky wrote to Gavan Duffy that Davis never had an opportunity to sort out his thinking into an ordered body of writing (quoted in review of Helen Mulvey, Thomas Davis and Ireland, 2002, in Books Ireland, Sept. 2003, p.196.) [ top ] Stephen Brown, SJ. ed., Poetry of Irish History (enl. edn., M. J. Brown, Talbot 1927), refers to his intention as fulfilling Daviss scheme for a Ballad History of Ireland, quoting Davis to that effect. Winston Churchill quoted Davis in a wartime telegram to Eamon de Valera (as recounted by John A. Murphy): In December 1941 came the American entry into the war with the Japanese attach on Pearl Harbour. It was the occasion of a characteristically melodramatic telegram from Churchill to de Valera: Now or never. A Nation Once Again. Am very ready to meet you at any time. The evocative middle phrase was not, it now appears from a recent clarification, a flambouyant promise of unity in return for abandonment of neutrality but rather an emotional appeal to Ireland to recover its lost soul by taking the side of the angels. In any case, it was treated by de Valera as a rhetorical flourish. (Murphy, Ireland in the Twentieth Century, Gill & Macmillan, 1975, 1989, p.105.) [ top ] |
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