(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

What Was Lost

I SING what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone.

User Rating: 3,5 / 5 ( 7 votes ) 1

Comments (1)

.......an extraordinary piece with a most excellent theme ★