11-13-2007, 10:27 PM
The minstrel boy
The minstrel boy to the war his gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him; His father's sword he has girded on, and his wild harp slung behind him.
"Land of song" said the warrior bard, "tho' all the world betrays thee, One sword at least thy rights shall guard, one faithfull harp shall praise thee
The wearing of the poppy was started in 1915 and the poppy grows on any type of soil.
(Shane, Mate, I've sent you some applause. Sure, we had the odd bit of bother near Cork at the time when poppies were being introduced, but we can get over it and enjoy the beer, the rugby and the song (and a few other vigorous indoor pursuits).
Thanks for that
and you know that 200,000 Irish mem were in WWI and its sad that it is barly know by the public at home
The minstrel boy to the war his gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him; His father's sword he has girded on, and his wild harp slung behind him.
"Land of song" said the warrior bard, "tho' all the world betrays thee, One sword at least thy rights shall guard, one faithfull harp shall praise thee
The wearing of the poppy was started in 1915 and the poppy grows on any type of soil.
(Shane, Mate, I've sent you some applause. Sure, we had the odd bit of bother near Cork at the time when poppies were being introduced, but we can get over it and enjoy the beer, the rugby and the song (and a few other vigorous indoor pursuits).
Thanks for that
and you know that 200,000 Irish mem were in WWI and its sad that it is barly know by the public at home
"The Kaiser knows the Munsters,
by the Shamrock on their caps,
And the famous Bengal Tiger, ever ready for a scrap,
And all his big battalions, Prussian Guards and grenadiers,
Fear to face the flashing bayonets of the Munster Fusiliers."
Go Bua
by the Shamrock on their caps,
And the famous Bengal Tiger, ever ready for a scrap,
And all his big battalions, Prussian Guards and grenadiers,
Fear to face the flashing bayonets of the Munster Fusiliers."
Go Bua
