Poem by Francis Ledwidge

The Call to Ireland

We have fought so much for the nation
In the tents we helped to divide;
Shall the cause of our common fathers
On our earthstones lie denied?
For the price of a field we have wrangled
While the weather rusted the plow,
' twas yours and 'twas mine and 'tis ours yet
And it's time to be fencing it now. 

1. After Court Martial
2. Ceol Sidhe
3. The Lost Ones
4. Thoughts at the Trysting Stile
5. The Little Children

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