Ireland for the Irish Rhymes and Reasons Against Landlordism with a Preface on Fenianism and Republicanism. By W. J. Linton, Formerly of the Irish "Nation" |
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PROPERTY
The black-cock on the pathless moor,
The red deer in the fern,
Yon cloud of rooks the plough'd field o'er,
The river-watching hern,
The pheasant in the lofty wood,—
And all God's creatures free
To roam through earth and air and flood,—
These are not property.
The red deer in the fern,
Yon cloud of rooks the plough'd field o'er,
The river-watching hern,
The pheasant in the lofty wood,—
And all God's creatures free
To roam through earth and air and flood,—
These are not property.
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But earth, its mines, its thousand streams,—
And air's uncounted waves,
Freighted with gold and silver beams
To brighten lowliest graves,—
The mountain-cleaving waterfall,—
The ever-restless sea,—
God gave to, not a few, but all,
As common property.
And air's uncounted waves,
Freighted with gold and silver beams
To brighten lowliest graves,—
The mountain-cleaving waterfall,—
The ever-restless sea,—
God gave to, not a few, but all,
As common property.
What thou hast grown, or nurtured,—that
Thou well may'st call thine own:
Thy horse, thy kine, thy household cat,—
The harvest thou hast sown.
But earth belongeth to the whole,—
God gave it not to thee;
Nor made the meanest human soul
Another's property.
Thou well may'st call thine own:
Thy horse, thy kine, thy household cat,—
The harvest thou hast sown.
But earth belongeth to the whole,—
God gave it not to thee;
Nor made the meanest human soul
Another's property.
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