Fulco of Ireland served alongside Charlemagne of the flame retardant cloak and raiment
There showing shrewdness, piety and bravery, thereby was he raised
And married raised a family, to this day the name Scoti is conveyed
James of Ireland, who accompanied Odoric of Pordenone from occident to orient
His glorious travels were widely reported, dictated to an author, which Mandeville resorted
To plundering for his own travel offering, often he reports things
Writ wholesale in the former’s codices, the line is easily drawn between
Methinks evincing thievery.
Of Niall Ó Glacáin more is written, he was like a bitten man before Nehushtan
He feared neither plague nor ague, he entered the gloomy, plague-strewn lazarets
Delivering succour to the wounded, rheumy eyed and agonised with pustules
He wrote treatises of his findings, his repeated trials, he had god’s eyes
Seeing nothing unattainable in what he prized
We have had healers and herbs and hospitals since antient time, since Herne
Rode the furze and the fey were in force still on the earth, when fir bolg
Cursed by hideousness lurked on the igneous fringes of hidden Ireland
Swanful Tuatha Dé Danann poet warriors in pearl-fronted chariots
Prizing hospitality and merriment, literacy, as well as martial command
A spear cast from those practised hands always lands, glandsmashing
Rending and gnashing, one of many raptures enacted on the isle of Éireann
Who knows what placenames conferred thereon by silver haired chieftains
Much has been cheapened, we are not equal to our inheritance
We have gone in sequence from gleaming gold to sad, beaten bronze
Honesty my honour compels and you are terrible, a fire atop Mount Errigal
Which all can see or seek, even the Morrigan, speaking to your daftness ineffable.
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