A fine poem by Oliver St. John Gogarty.

A poem by Oliver St. John Gogarty. It’s completely innocent - or is it?

‘The gallant Irish yoeman

Home from the war has come.

Each victory gained o’er foeman,

Why should our hearts be dumb?

How shall we sing their praises

Or glory in their deeds,

Renowned their worth amazes,

Empire their prowess needs.

So to Old Ireland’s hearts and homes

We welcome now our own brave hoys

In cot and hall; ‘neath lordly domes

Love’s heroes share once more our joys.

Love in the Lord of all just now,

Be he the husband, lover, son,

Each dauntless soul recalls the vow

By which not fame, but love was won.

United now in fond embrace

Salute with joy each well loved face.

Yeoman, in women’s hearts you hold the place.

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