A high place in literature he does command
His name lives as the National Bard of Ireland
In his forty sixth year he died in poverty
Though his poems were not born to mortality
The poor poet of Dublin of the famine years
When Eire was Land of death, suffering and tears
In life the poor National Bard of Ireland did suffer his share
Though poets of his calibre even then rare
Poor James Clarence Mangan such beauty did create
In Ireland his name lives as a poetic great
Born at the wrong time as some do like to say
A much better Ireland to live in today
In his lifetime great suffering he had known of and seen
The author of the renowned poem 'Dark Rosaleen'.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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