Ireland unfreed Poems and verses written in the early months of 1921 by Sir William Watson |
A GLORIOUS IMMUNITY |
Ireland unfreed | ||
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A GLORIOUS IMMUNITY
Thee, wounded Ireland, thee I gratulate;First, on thy wounds; next, on that very fate
Whose malice hath yet spared thee one worse woe
Than even thou hast tasted. For although
Grievous is thraldom, in a world bethronged
With the proud wrongers and the prostrate wronged,
Far deeper is the unconscious misery
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And though the thralled seem hapless, theirs who thrall
Is the most dark, lost, heavenless state of all.
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