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Author: Thomas Osborne Davis

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T. W. Rolleston

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  1. First published in the Nation(?).
    Other writings by Thomas Davis
  1. Thomas Davis, Essays Literary and Historical, ed. by D. J. O'Donoghue, Dundalk 1914.
  2. Sir Charles Gavan Duffy (ed.), Thomas Davis, the memoirs of an Irish patriot, 1840-1846. 1890. [Reprinted entitled 'Thomas Davis' with an introduction of Brendan Clifford. Millstreet, Aubane Historical Society, 2000.]
  3. Thomas Davis: selections from his prose and poetry. [Edited] with an introduction by T. W. Rolleston. London and Leipzig: T. Fisher Unwin (Every Irishman's Library). 1910. [Published in Dublin by the Talbot press, 1914.]
  4. Thomas Osborne Davis, Literary and historical essays 1846. Reprinted 1998, Washington, DC: Woodstock Books.
  5. Essays of Thomas Davis. New York, Lemma Pub. Corp. 1974, 1914 [Reprint of the 1914 ed. published by W. Tempest, Dundalk, Ireland, under the title 'Essays literary and historical'.]
  6. Thomas Davis: essays and poems, with a centenary memoir, 1845-1945. Dublin, M.H. Gill and Son, 1945. [Foreword by an Taoiseach, Éamon de Valera.]
  7. Angela Clifford, Godless colleges and mixed education in Ireland: extracts from speeches and writings of Thomas Wyse, Daniel O'Connell, Thomas Davis, Charles Gavan Duffy, Frank Hugh O'Donnell and others. Belfast: Athol, 1992.
Thomas Osborne Davis Nationality in , Ed. T. W. Rolleston Thomas Davis: Selections from his prose and poetry. The Talbot Press, Dublin and London, ([1910]) page 334—335


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Nationality: Author: Thomas Osborne Davis


  1. A nation's voice, a nation's voice—
    It is a solemn thing!
    It bids the bondage-sick rejoice—
    'Tis stronger than a king.
    'Tis like the light of many stars,
    The sound of many waves,
    Which brightly look through prison bars,
    And sweetly sound in caves.
    Yet is it noblest, godliest known,
    When righteous triumph swells its tone.

  2. p.335

  3. A nation's flag, a nation's flag—
    If wickedly unrolled,
    May foes in adverse battle drag
    Its every fold from fold.
    But in the cause of Liberty,
    Guard it 'gainst Earth and Hell;
    Guard it till Death or Victory—
    Look you, you guard it well!
    No saint or king has tomb so proud
    As he whose flag becomes his shroud.
  4. A nation's right, a nation's right—
    God gave it, and gave, too,
    A nation's sword, a nation's might,
    Danger to guard it through.
    'Tis freedom from a foreign yoke,
    'Tis just and equal laws,
    Which deal unto the humblest folk,
    As in a noble's cause.
    On nations fixed in right and truth,
    God would bestow eternal youth.
  5. May Ireland's voice be ever heard
    Amid the world's applause!
    And never be her flag-staff stirred,
    But in an honest cause!
    May Freedom be her very breath,
    Be Justice ever dear;
    And never an ennobled death
    May son of Ireland fear!
    So the Lord God will ever smile,
    With guardian grace, upon our isle.