Míse Éire - I Am Ireland: A Poem by Padráig Pearse 1912

December 9, 2015

 

Mise Éire:

Sine mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra

 

Mór mo ghlóir:

Mé a rug Cú Chulainn cróga.

 

Mór mo náir:

Mo chlann féin a dhíol a máthair.

 

Mór mo phian:

Bithnaimhde do mo shíorchiapadh.

 

Mór mo bhrón:

D’éag an dream inar chuireas dóchas.

 

Mise Éire:

Uaigní mé ná an Chailleach Bhéarra.

 

 

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I am Ireland:

I am older than the old Crone of Beare.

 

Great my glory:

I who bore Cuchulainn, the brave.

 

Great my shame:

My own children who sold their mother.

 

Great my pain:

My irreconcilable enemy who harrasses me continually…

 

Great my sorrow:

That crowd, in whom I placed my trust, died.

 

I am Ireland:

I am lonelier than the old Crown of Beare.

 

 

 

 

By: Pádraig Pearse -1912

 

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