Today I'll remember Patrick Pearse (Padraic) He was a noble man, who believed in the land he loved above all others; Ireland. He knew in his heart that the Irishmen would no longer be accept the cruelty that Great Britain executed on the Green Isle. When the Easterweek in 1916 was over half of Dublin lay in ruins, and to be fair: the irish was not very happy with what the rebels had done. But when the heroes got executed, the feelings turned. Pearse may have died, but his dream lived on.
So, let us remember him for the great man he was and the hero he became.
"Our foes are strong and wise and wary; but, strong and wise and
wary as they are, they cannot undo the miracles of God Who ripens in
the hearts of young men the seeds sown by the young men of a former
generation. And the seeds sown by the young men of '65 and '67
are coming to their miraculous ripening today. Rulers and Defenders of
the Realm had need to be wary if they would guard against such
processes. Life springs from death; and from the graves of patriot men
and women spring living nations. The Defenders of this Realm have
worked well in secret and in the open. They think that they have
pacified Ireland. They think that they have purchased half of us and
intimidated the other half. They think that they have foreseen
everything, think that they have provided against everything; but, the
fools, the fools, the fools! — They have left us our Fenian dead, and
while Ireland holds these graves, Ireland unfree shall never be at
peace."
You will never be forgotten!
Happy Birthday
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