{"id":774,"date":"2014-09-29T22:34:40","date_gmt":"2014-09-29T22:34:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=774"},"modified":"2014-10-19T23:22:05","modified_gmt":"2014-10-19T23:22:05","slug":"i-heard-not","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/i-heard-not\/","title":{"rendered":"I Heard Not"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"embed-youtube\" style=\"text-align:center; display: block;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"youtube-player\" width=\"660\" height=\"372\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/BO-Njqt-V-w?version=3&#038;rel=1&#038;showsearch=0&#038;showinfo=1&#038;iv_load_policy=1&#038;fs=1&#038;hl=en-GB&#038;autohide=2&#038;wmode=transparent\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" style=\"border:0;\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts allow-same-origin allow-popups allow-presentation allow-popups-to-escape-sandbox\"><\/iframe><\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\nKnowth Passage tomb is a site of history, not alone of prehistoric times, but of the Normans who held a fort here and all the others who used its elevation as a vantage point for protection. The prehistoric element is only a chapter in this sites story. Along with its twin site of Dowth, it makes up part of the Br\u00fa na Bionne neolithic site.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8211; standing at a Knowth Passage tomb &#8211;<\/p>\n<p>I heard not the cries of the Norman child<br \/>\nFrom the forgotten keep that no longer stands<br \/>\nSlapped by its mother for a reason lost in time<br \/>\nAnd its pains soothed by another&#8217;s hands<\/p>\n<p>I heard not the cries of a mother in childbirth<br \/>\nHeard not the cries of another&#8217;s fear<br \/>\nAs their fortress came under attack<br \/>\nHeard not the cry of a soldier killed by spear.<\/p>\n<p>I heard not the prayers of the Christian man<br \/>\nWho refuge from others attacking here found<br \/>\nWhere he built his home where he never should<br \/>\nUpon this ancient burial mound.<\/p>\n<p>I heard not the chants of those whose dead<br \/>\nWere placed all those years ago<br \/>\nAbout whom we have learned in time so much<br \/>\nAnd about whom we so little know.<\/p>\n<p>I heard not the orders barked in an unknown tongue<br \/>\nAs to how these stones were to be placed<br \/>\nBy a people of no writing or modern tools<br \/>\nWhose technology and knowledge we have misplaced<\/p>\n<p>But I did hear the bird song and the silence<br \/>\nThat must have echoed so loud and quiet in their ears<br \/>\nThat thing all civilisation&#8217;s have in common<br \/>\nThe melodious soundtrack of the passing years<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Knowth Passage tomb is a site of history, not alone of prehistoric times, but of the Normans who held a fort here and all the others who used its elevation as a vantage point for protection. The prehistoric element is only a chapter in this sites story. Along with its &#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":[256,168,169],"tags":[1011,1008,1010,258,1009],"class_list":["post-774","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-irish-heritage","category-irish-legend","category-myths-and-tales","tag-dowth","tag-irish-heritage-2","tag-knowth","tag-newgrange","tag-stone-age","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-cu","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1085,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/maedb-desires-a-bull\/","url_meta":{"origin":774,"position":0},"title":"Maedb Desires A Bull","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"9th January 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=_086Ihw3hrI All I have, has my husband, and a lot has he As have I, but yet my husband has more than me A bull, a prize bull, like none to be seen In my herd, it was heard, it once had been But it fled, or was led, to\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Ireland&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Ireland","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ireland\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/_086Ihw3hrI\/0.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":1280,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/let-them-lie\/","url_meta":{"origin":774,"position":1},"title":"Let Them Lie","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"14th November 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"Disturb not the bones of the dead! 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