Poem composed on the occasion of the Eucharistic Congress |
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POEM COMPOSED BY ROSE KENNEDY, AHOGHILL
EUCHARISTIC CONGRESS JUNE 1932

For the text of the poem see here.
As we embarked for Dublin On the bus at Broadway Square It was a lovely morning With a cool and balmy air. There was nothing there unusual So far as we could see. Until a mile out of the town The place they call Ballee.
An arch was there erected, Of orange and blue With ‘to hell with Pope and Popery’ Above as we went through. To it we gave no notice, As on we did pass Till a stone came through the window And broke a pane of glass.
Success to Mr Sheridan He is a gentleman. He soon rang up ‘headquarters’ And protection did demand. We all did him appreciate. He showed himself so kind. Lest any of the pilgrims They would be left behind.
There were logs put on the railway, For to knock off the train. But all that they could think or do Their work was all in vain. Surely they were helpless, Or otherwise, were blind To think that they could stop a train That day upon the line.
As Christ himself was with us all We had no right to fear The sun it shone so bright above And all the way was clear
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