SONG OF THE IRISH LAND!
(After Longfellow and Salis.)
INTO the Irish Land!
Ah! who shall lead us thither?
Clouds in the Western sky less darkly gather,
And household wrecks less thickly dot the strand.
Who leads us with a friendly hand,
Thither, oh thither,
Into the Irish Land?
O Land! O Land!
For which poor Pat hath plotted,
GLADSTONE, mild herald by kind fate allotted,
Beckons, and with his blessed Bill doth stand,
To lead us with a friendly hand
Into the Land whence we've long been parted,
Into the Irish Land!
Punch, August 13, 1881.
In Punch of October 21, 1882, there was another parody of this poem, entitled "Song of the Oyster Land," by a Longing Fellow, commencing—
"Into the Oyster Land!
Ah! Who shall lead us thither?"