{"id":2467,"date":"2012-01-02T10:08:21","date_gmt":"2012-01-02T10:08:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2467"},"modified":"2016-01-02T10:13:26","modified_gmt":"2016-01-02T10:13:26","slug":"where-are-they-now","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/where-are-they-now\/","title":{"rendered":"Where Are They Now?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> <figure style=\"width: 220px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/thumb\/c\/c1\/Glasnevin_3_077.jpg\/220px-Glasnevin_3_077.jpg\" width=\"220\" height=\"165\" alt=\"Memorial dedication to John Keegan 'Leo' Casey (1846 \u2013 17 March 1870), known as the Poet of the Fenians\" class \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Memorial dedication to John Keegan &#8216;Leo&#8217; Casey (1846 \u2013 17 March 1870), known as the Poet of the Fenians<\/figcaption><\/figure>Where are they now, the sons of \u00c9ireann<br \/>\n They are dead, sleeping today, in the house of God<br \/>\n But they will awaken IN the time to come<br \/>\n In the home of the Angels, at the start of the day.<\/p>\n<p> Don\u2019t be sad about them<br \/>\n It is not the death that is horrible<br \/>\n It is good thing because it is true<br \/>\n That they will awaken at Gods side tomorrow&#8230;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Whether they fought for the Empire, or an independent Ireland, for cash or conviction, for faith or for family, the sons of Eireann lie on battlefields and cemeteries across this country and indeed the globe&#8230;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Where are they now, the sons of \u00c9ireann They are dead, sleeping today, in the house of God But they will awaken IN the time to come In the home of the Angels, at the start of the day. Don\u2019t be sad about them It is not the death that &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[96],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2467","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-war-poetry","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-DN","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2466,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/ca-bhfuil-siad-anois\/","url_meta":{"origin":2467,"position":0},"title":"&#8220;C\u00e1 bhfuil siad Anois","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"2nd January 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"C\u00e1 bhfuileadar anois, mic na h\u00c9ireann? \u2019s siad marbh, ina gcoladh inn\u00fa i dteach D\u00e9, Ach \u00e9ireoidh siad san am at\u00e1 le teacht, I mbaile na hAingil ag t\u00fas an lae. 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