Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAMENT OF THE SCOTCH-IRISH EXILE, by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, I want to win me hame Last Line: Ancient history began. Subject(s): Exiles; Ireland; Lament; Irish | ||||||||
OH, I want to win me hame To my ain countrie, The land frae whence I came Far away across the sea; Bit I canna find it there, on the atlas anywhere, And I greet and wonder sair Where the deil it can be? I hae never met a man, In a' the warld wide, Who has trod my native lan' Or its distant shores espied; But they tell me there's a place where my hypothetic race Its dim origin can trace -- Tipperary-on-the-Clyde. But anither answers: "Nae, Ye are varra far frae richt; Glasgow town in Dublin Bay Is the spot we saw the licht." But I dinna find the maps bearing out these pawkie chaps, And I sometimes think perhaps It has vanished out o' sight. Oh, I fain wad win me hame To that undiscovered lan' That has neither place nor name Where the Scoto-Irishman May behold the castles fair by his fathers builded there Many, many ages ere Ancient history began. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SIGHTSEERS by PAUL MULDOON THE DREAM SONGS: 290 by JOHN BERRYMAN AN IRISH HEADLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GIANT'S RING: BALLYLESSON, NEAR BELFAST by ROBINSON JEFFERS IRELAND; WRITTEN FOR THE ART AUTOGRAPH DURING IRISH FAMINE by SIDNEY LANIER THE EYES ARE ALWAYS BROWN by GERALD STERN GETTYSBURG [JULY 1-3, 1863] by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE |
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