I Do Not Share The Wish To

I Do Not Share The Wish To See My Language Dead And Decently Buried

It Is A Most Disgraceful Shame The Way In Which Irishmen Are Brought Up. They Are Ashamed Of Their Language, Institutions, And Of Everything Irish.

Every Craggy And Gnarled Tree Has Its Own Strange And Graceful Legend Attached To It.

By Anglicising Ourselves We Have Thrown Away With A Light Heart The Best Claim We Have Upon The World's Recognition Of Us As A Seperate Nationality...the Notes Of Nationality, Our Language And Customs.

As Our Language Wanes And Dies, The Golden Legends Of The Far-off Centuries Fade And Pass Away. No One Sees Their Influence Upon Culture; No One Sees Their Educational Power.