As well might you leave the fairies to plough your land or the idle winds to sow it, as sit down and wait for freedom.
Thomas DavisThey fought as they revelled, fast, fiery, and true, And, though victors, they left on the field not a few; And they who survived fought and drank as of yore, But the land of their heart's hope they never saw more, For in far, foreign fields, from Dunkirk to Belgrade Lie the soldiers and chiefs of the Irish Brigade.
Thomas Davis