Ah... the dirge I sing most often. I heard it first sung by a lad of note when I could first hear as a babe in my crib. Ya know...I recall that songman, who shall remain nameless, saying, in a nutshell, and I paraphrase, radically, "God Bless England... for the last nine hundred years."

Being a Canuck of Irish Descent, I know very little of any of this. I only know of the spirit of my forefathers who left Ireland five generations ago. I only know the songs they taught to me. From lullabies to fight songs. They were songs of humour and of sorrow. But, overall, they were all songs of spirit. The songs, the poetry, the prose, the dance... this is what I cherish. I am forever grateful that I know not of the strife... even though, that is why I am me.