Lyrics The Rebel - Michael MacLiammoir
1]
I
am
come
of
the
seed
of
the
people,
the
people
that
sorrow,
2]
That
have
no
treasure
but
hope,
3]
No
riches
laid
up
but
a
memory
4]
Of
an
Ancient
glory.
5]
My
mother
bore
me
in
bondage,
in
bondage
my
mother
was
born,
6]
I
am
of
the
blood
of
serfs;
7]
The
children
with
whom
I
have
played,
the
men
and
women
with
whom
I
have
eaten,
8]
Have
had
masters
over
them,
have
been
under
the
lash
of
masters,
9]
And,
though
gentle,
have
served
churls;
10]
The
hands
that
have
touched
mine,
the
dear
hands
whose
touch
is
familiar
to
me,
11]
Have
worn
shameful
manacles,
have
been
bitten
at
the
wrist
by
manacles,
12]
Have
grown
hard
with
the
manacles
and
the
task-work
of
strangers,
13]
I
am
flesh
of
the
flesh
of
these
lowly,
I
am
bone
of
their
bone,
14]
I
that
have
never
submitted;
15]
I
that
have
a
soul
greater
than
the
souls
of
my
people's
masters,
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16]
I
that
have
vision
and
prophecy
and
the
gift
of
fiery
speech,
17]
I
that
have
spoken
with
God
on
the
top
of
His
holy
hill.
18]
And
because
I
am
of
the
people,
I
understand
the
people,
19]
I
am
sorrowful
with
their
sorrow,
I
am
hungry
with
their
desire:
20]
My
heart
has
been
heavy
with
the
grief
of
mothers,
21]
My
eyes
have
been
wet
with
the
tears
of
children,
22]
I
have
yearned
with
old
wistful
men,
23]
And
laughed
or
cursed
with
young
men;
24]
Their
shame
is
my
shame,
and
I
have
reddened
for
it,
25]
Reddened
for
that
they
have
served,
they
who
should
be
free,
26]
Reddened
for
that
they
have
gone
in
want,
while
others
have
been
full,
27]
Reddened
for
that
they
have
walked
in
fear
of
lawyers
and
of
their
jailors
28]
With
their
writs
of
summons
and
their
handcuffs,
29]
Men
mean
and
cruel!
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30]
I
could
have
borne
stripes
on
my
body
rather
than
this
shame
of
my
people.
31]
And
now
I
speak,
being
full
of
vision;
32]
I
speak
to
my
people,
and
I
speak
in
my
people's
name
to
the
masters
of
my
people.
33]
I
say
to
my
people
that
they
are
holy,
that
they
are
august,
despite
their
chains,
34]
That
they
are
greater
than
those
that
hold
them,
and
stronger
and
purer,
35]
That
they
have
but
need
of
courage,
and
to
call
on
the
name
of
their
God,
36]
God
the
unforgetting,
the
dear
God
that
loves
the
peoples
37]
For
whom
He
died
naked,
suffering
shame.
38]
And
I
say
to
my
people's
masters:
Beware,
39]
Beware
of
the
thing
that
is
coming,
beware
of
the
risen
people,
40]
Who
shall
take
what
ye
would
not
give.
41]
Did
ye
think
to
conquer
the
people,
42]
Or
that
Law
is
stronger
than
life
and
than
men's
desire
to
be
free?
43]
We
will
try
it
out
with
you,
ye
that
have
harried
and
held,
44]
Ye
that
have
bullied
and
bribed,
tyrants,
hypocrites,
liars!
1 Robert Emmet's Speech Before His Execution
2 Patrick H. Pearse's Oration Over The Grave Of O'Donovan Rossa
3 The Fool
4 The Rebel
5 Renunciation
6 Fornocht Do Chonac Thu
7 Proclamation Of The Irish Republic
8 I Am Ireland
9 Mise Eire
10 Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland
11 Easter 1916
12 On A Political Prisoner
13 The Rose Tree
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