THE HON. EMILY LAWLESS

1845-1913

147. Fontenoy (1745)

After the Battle: early dawn, Clare coast

Mary mother, shield us! Say, what men are ye,

Sweeping past so swiftly in this morning sea?

‘Without sails or rowlocks merrily we glide

Home to Corca Bascuin on the brimming tide.’

Jesus save you, gentry! why are ye so white,

Sitting all so straight and still in this misty light?