English Poetry. Thomas MacDonagh. On a Poet Patriot. Томас Макдона.

Thomas MacDonagh (Томас Макдона)

On a Poet Patriot

His songs were a little phrase
  Of eternal song,
Drowned in the harping of lays
  More loud and long.

His deed was a single word,
  Called out alone
In a night when no echo stirred
  To laughter or moan.

But his songs new souls shall thrill,
  The loud harps dumb,
And his deed the echoes fill
  When the dawn is come.

Thomas MacDonagh’s other poems:

1. To James Clarence Mangan
2. Isn’t It Pleasant for the Little Birds
3. A Woman
4. Dublin Tramcars
5. Postscriptum: September 1913

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