‘Forty-fives’ it was named—Mike Quade
In the game
So cheated that Death said: ‘’Tis like
The wind from your sails I’ll take, Mike.’
“What time with a blow from his stick,
To the earth
He struck Mick. Then kippeens[41] took quick
Striking birth;
The Quade boys were there to the fore,
All longing, my dear, for red gore!