Forwarded from Western Heritage
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"Farewell to you old #Ireland since I must go away,
I now shake hands and bid goodbye, and can no longer stay.
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle, bound for the New York shore.
And I must go from all I know, and lovely Moneymore.
That little town, encircled round, with many’s the grove and hill.
Where lads and lassies they do meet, for pleasure there’s the rule.
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields, where oft I’ve wandered o’er.
And by my side was the girl I loved, the rose of Moneymore"
I now shake hands and bid goodbye, and can no longer stay.
Our big ship lies in deep Lough Foyle, bound for the New York shore.
And I must go from all I know, and lovely Moneymore.
That little town, encircled round, with many’s the grove and hill.
Where lads and lassies they do meet, for pleasure there’s the rule.
Through Springhill Braes and flowery fields, where oft I’ve wandered o’er.
And by my side was the girl I loved, the rose of Moneymore"
Original Poster: The Irish at War @irelandbattles
"#OnThisDay 1915 The men of the 1st Battalion Royal Irish Rifles went over the top at the Battle of Neuve Chapelle. They managed to take the village but at a deadly cost.Over the next three days they would lose nearly 460 men; 18 officers & 440 other ranks."
#Ireland #History #WW1
"#OnThisDay 1915 The men of the 1st Battalion Royal Irish Rifles went over the top at the Battle of Neuve Chapelle. They managed to take the village but at a deadly cost.Over the next three days they would lose nearly 460 men; 18 officers & 440 other ranks."
#Ireland #History #WW1
During this mornings walk, a tear met my eye in the thought of the hatred I bore for the lands of my lineage. It's time I took a trip to #Ireland, to the tiny place on earth in which we all owe so much. When I will, I'm not sure, but like most English, I've some roots to uncover.