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...IN THE MILE END ROAD by AMY LEVY MEZZO CAMMIN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE ROPEWALK by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 38. AL-KABIR by EDWIN ARNOLD UNDERTONES by GRACE HOLBROOK BLOOD HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 14 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |