Thomas Davis: Commentary
Malcolm Brown on Daviss poetic method: […] artifical and mechanical manipulation of standard Irish emotional cues of heroic site, actor, and incident […] (The Politics of Irish Literature, Allen & Unwin 1972, pp.64-65; quoted in Callum Boyle, Essay, PG Dip., UU 2004; see further from Brown infra.)
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Philip Edwards, Threshold of a Nation: A Study in English and Irish Drama (Cambridge UP 1979; [rep. 1983?]), incls. a chapter on Yeatss Irish Theatre, with remarks on Thomas Davis: The creator of cultural nationalism in Ireland was Thomas Davis ... (pp.193-94.) |
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Charles Gavan Duffy: Davis desired a national existence for Ireland that an old historic state might be raised from the dust, and a sceptre placed in her hand, that she might become the mother of a brave and self-reliant race. Dillon desired a national existence primarily to get rid of social degradation and suffering, which it wrung his heart to witness without being able to relieve. (q. source; quoted in Stephen Gywnn, Irish Lit. and Drama, 1936, p. 90.)
Charles Gavan Duffy, in The Nation sold its whole impression of No. 1 before twelve o’clock this morning, and could have sold twice as many more if they had been printed, as they ought to have been; but the fault was on the right side. The office window was actually broken by the newsmen in their effort to get more. (Sir Charles Gavan Duffy, Thomas Davis, London: Kegan Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company 1890, p.89; quoted in Norreys Jephson OConor, Changing Ireland: Literary Backgrounds of the Irish Free State, 1889-1922, Harvard UP 1924, pp.68.)
Further (on Daviss first ballad): Ballads and songs founded on incidents of Irish history had been a specialty in the Belfast journal which I edited, and I consulted Davis and Dillon on continuing them in the Nation. Neither of them had ever published a line of verse, but they were willing to make the experiment. ... It was in the sixth number that Davis suddenly put forth his strength. The night before publication he brought me the “Lament of Owen Roe O’Neill,” a ballad of singular originality and power. [...] The enthusiastic reception of this ballad by friends whose judgement he trusted was like a revelation to him. He came to understand that he possessed a faculty till then unsuspected.; (Thomas Davis, 1890, p.93; quoted in Norreys Jephson OConor, Changing Ireland [... &c.] (Harvard UP 1924), pp.68-69.)
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Richard DAlton Williams, Lament for Thomas Davis |
Hast thou fallen from our band,
Purest spirit of the land?
Hast thou perished while thy glory yet was young?
While more than mortal fire
Sprang intensely from thy lyre,
And love and wisdom flowed from thy tongue?
O think, with grief and pride,
How he laboured, thought, and died.
To knit our souls together in loves chain;
And shall the nations say,
Reproachful oer his clay,
That his great heart throbbed, and broke at last, in vain?
Oh! could his gentle eyes
Eer know sorrow in the skies.
This — this would mar his glory in the spheres;
His crown would grow less bright.
And before the angels sight
For once would Edens floor be dewed with tears. [82]
No! humbly kneeling here,
Around his early bier,
His spirit smiling oer us from above,
With clasped souls and hands,
Where our heros marble stands
Well rear a lasting shrine to him and love.
Arise! spread shamrocks round —
This earth is holy ground;
May seraphim watch fondly oer his grave,
And curses scourge away
From this consecrated clay
The hypocrite, the tyrant, and the slave! |
Let him sleep in Irish ground,
At his feet the Irish hound,
The harp of battle broken by his side,
And let his willing hand
Embrace the half-drawn brand —
Oh! had he but unsheathed it ere he died!
With laurel shade his clay
From the amber light of day,
And be thou his ceaseless caoiner mournful wind!
For neer a nobler heart, World-seeing though thou art,
In all they boundless kingdom shalt thou find.
But his deathless name shall be
Still a rainbow to the free —
A promise slaverys deluge to control,
And our children, yet in strife
For love, liberty, and life,
Shall feel the inspiration of his soul.
The mornings golden hair
Shall be grey, with time, in air —
The constellated host pass away —
The angel-bearing spheres
Shall grow sterile in their years,
And the pillars of the universe decay.
But natures all divine,
Bard and Patriot! like thine.
Pure spirit of imperishable flame!
Exult in native light,
Inextinguishably bright.
Immortal as the soul whence they came! [84] |
—Poems, ed. P. A. Sillard (Duffy 1894), pp.82-84. |
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Samuel Ferguson, Our Portrait Galley, No. XLII, in Dublin University Magazine, Vol. 29 (Feb. 1847),pp.190-99: The young mind of the country, starting as from a trance - or from that fabulous spell which our legends tell us keeps Finns mighty youths asleep under the green hills, waiting for the advent of an Irish Arthur - came out of its forgotten recesses, strong and eager for any achievement to which he might desire to guide it. [...] his influence [...] among the upper classes was even more remarkable [than his literary leadership …]. Their great fault had been want of a want of national sentiment. Habituated to the spurious Irishism of self-abasing detractors on the one hand, and of ignorant exaggerators on the other, they saw nothing but danger in any identification of themselves with a nationality which had been accustomed to exhibit itself only in its provocations to ridicule and contempt. Ferguson appended to this notice his elegy on Davis, written in 1845; see Lament for Thomas Davis, under Ferguson, q.v. [infra].
Samuel Ferguson - from a poem written on the death of Davis: |
Oh, brave young men, my love, my pride, my promise,
Tis on you my hopes are set.
In manliness, in kindliness, in justice.
To make Ireland a nation yet.
Self-respecting, self-relying, self-advancing,
In union or in severance, free and strong;
And if God grant this, then, under God, to Thomas Davis
Let the greater praise belong!
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Quoted as epigraph to Thomas Davis [Pref.], The Prose Writings of Thomas Davis, ed. T. W. Rolleston (London: Walter Scott 1890]), p.[vii; available at Internet Archive - online.] |
William Carleton: his [Davis] brief life and appearance here were not a thing of ordinary being, but a miracle and a mystery. (Quoted in Benedict Kiely, Poor Scholar, 1947; 1972, pp.109.)
Benedict Kiely: [... I]t was for Thomas Osborne Davis that William Carleton reserved the highest, most sincere tribute he ever paid to any man, proving once again the extraordinary personality that was lost somewhere in mediocre poems and patriotic ballads and quiet, thoughtful essays. Davis drew to himself and held under his influence all that was best in the Ireland of his time; and, fresh from the sorrow of that burial scene in Mount Jerome, Carleton wrote of inexorable death that in the course of one short mad disastrous week extinguished that spirit, to whose pure lustre the eyes of our country would have one day turned as to a leading star. He made one of the best attempts that has been made to analyse the reasons why men of [108] different types were variously attracted to Davis. He had a character so full and complete, a mind so large and comprehensive. He was not only a man of genius, but a man of genius without the shadow of those errors, which almost always accompany it, and to the wonderful and varied powers of his intellect, and the purity and strength of his principle, and the ever-living truth which kindled all his purposes, he added the spell of a child-like and loving heart. As a poet, he could have sung a people into freedom; as a statesman, he had capacity to deal with empires; in the field he would have led armies; in the council, he would have balanced and guided the destiny of nations. The heart of Thomas Davis, wrote William Carleton, was as pure and as easily touched as the drop of dew on the blade of grass; and his society and conversation made you a better man; and his brief life and appearance here were not a thing of ordinary being, but a miracle and a mystery. The love of Thomas Davis for the traditional music of Ireland very naturally appealed to a man who had heard his mother sing with all the gathered sweetness of the centuries; and, over that premature grave, William Carleton thought: That he was my friend is at once my pride and my sorrow. Only on one question did we differ. (Kiely, Poor Scholar: A Study of the Works and Days William Carleton, 1947; 1972 [10th] edn., pp.108-09; see longer extract in RICORSO Library, Classics of Irish Criticism, via index or direct.)
John Mitchel, The Last Conquest of Ireland (perhaps) [1876] (Glasgow: R. & T. Washbourne 1882) - Chap. X: Davis, His Influence, Aims, and Labours — His Opinion of Imposing Demonstrations — His Letters — His Death — Fate of MacNevin. |
On the 16th of September, 1845, Thomas Davis died, and the cause of Irelands independence lost its very heart and soul. He it was, and tlie lofty and generous impulse which his character and writings gave the movement, that won to its side such a man as William Smith OBrien, and others of his high order of intellect, accomplishments, and honest purpose: and this was what redeemed the Repeal Association from brawling vulgarity and inanity. But for him, OConnells Agitation would have been all along, as it begun (and as, indeed, it ended), a Catholic concern only. Educated and high-spirited Catholics themselves would have held aloof from it; and the most prominent persons, next to the Liberator, would have been Mr Arkins, Liberators tailor, and a few Connaught members of Parliament who held their seats by virtue of the fiat of Catholic clergymen.
It is very safe to say, that to the personal influence of Davis, to the grandeur of his aims, to his noble tolerance, to his impassioned zeal, and the loving trust which all generous natures were constrained to place in him, the Association was indebted, not for OBrien only, but for Dillon, MacNevin, Meagher, OGorman, Martin, and Reilly; and to the same influence they were indebted for their fate; pining captivity, long exile, death in mad-houses, or foreign graves. Yes, to them and hundreds more, he was indeed a Fate; and there is not one amongst them, still alive, but blesses the memory of the friend who first filled their souls with the passion of a great ambition and a lofty purpose. In the estimation of the British he was, of course, a Nena Sahib.
One may well perceive that this was no common being. Yet I cannot refer for proof of it to any masterpiece of literary or rhetorical efibrt He was not a speaker at all; and literature, for the mere sake of literature, he almost despised He never wrote f^ny tiling but for some immediate or remote effect which he sought to produce: every sentence was a lever or a wedge. His writing was the writing of a journalist, and was always done in a hurry. [...; p.84]
Davis is not an Irish name, but Welsh; and in fact his father was a Welsh gentleman who had settled in Cork county, where, at Mallow, on the banks of the Blackwater, Thomas Davis was bom. He always boasted that he was of the Celtic race of the Cymry; he would rather have been a Cherokee than English; his nom-de-plume was ever The Celt and his best loved study from boyhood had been the language and literature, the traditions and antiquities, of the two branches of the great Western European family, the Gael and the Cymry. Though by profession a barrister, Davis had been a mere silent student till his twenty-fifth year; and his studies had ranged from poetry to statistics, and back again. Of history, in several languages, he was a voracious reader. He had thoroughly mastered the economic and political questions involved in the connexion of Ireland with England; and thought it shame and sin (which, indeed, it was and is), that our old island should be devoured by strangers; that the people of the ancient clans, who had once taught half the schools and won half the battles in Europe, should send tribute of corn and cattle; nay, (as Athens did of old to Crete), tribute of her choicest youth also, of her genius and her energy, to swell the pride and power of an inferior race. He longed to see Ireland standing on her own feet, using her own resources for her own behoof, living her own genial life, with her own flag floating above her — a free and sovereign State among the nations of Europe. And he knew that all this might be achieved, if only the hereditary religious feuds of ages could be healed; and by inculcation of mutual tolerance and respect, by kindling a common love for our own land, by education, by the promotion of Irish art, and re-awakening of Irish military spirit, he hoped to effect it all. (p.85.)
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How felt OConnell? Davis had been much in his way; and OConnell was somewhat of a despot. Davis had been independent of him and his opinions while he gave impetus to his movement; and OConnell saw no use in independence, and abhorred impetus, unless when he could bridle it himself. Young Ireland had been a thorn in his side, had applied fire to his back, and singed his beard. Yet, withal, the heart of Daniel OConnell was large and loving : Davis had ever treated him with the most reverential respect; and he, on his side, could not but do homage to the imperial genius, nor fail to be won by such a gallant and gentle nature. He was, that month of September, at his house of Derrynane Abbey, far in the wilds of Kerry, among the cliffs of the Atlantic coast, trying to freshen his worn life in the vital air of his mountains, and persuading himself that he could still, when the fox broke cover, listen to the ringing music of his hounds with a hunters joy. But the massive and iron frame was bent; the bright blue eyes had grown dim; and on that over-wearied brain lay the shadow of death. And his heart was heavy, for, surely, the phantom of ;Repeal haunted him among the mountains; and to his inner ear pierced a cry that the ocean roar could not drown, — the passionate cry of his nine million People, — Where is our Freedom?
One morning comes news of the death of Davis — and the old man is shaken by a sudden tempest of wildest grief. Well might he cry out, Would God that I had died for thee, my son! From Derrynane his habit v/as to send a long weekly letter, to be read at the meeting of the Association. This week his letter was very short — nothing but a burst of lamentation:—
As I stand alone in the solitude of my mountains, many a tear shall I shed in memory of the noble youth. Oh! how vain are words or tears when such a national calamity afflicts the country!
Put me down among the foremost contributors to whatever monument or tribute to his memory may be voted by the national Association. Never did they perform more imperative, or, alas! so sad a duty.
I can write no more — my tears blind me — and — after all,
Fungar inani munere.
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OBriens sorrow was less demonstrative, but not less deep, and much more lasting. Dufty, who almost idolized Thomas Davis, seemed for a time bewildered and stunned by the blow. The Nation was as a fortress ungarrisoned. The Party had lost its centre; and those young men who had been held in their sphere by the strong attraction of their chief, though they still remained friends, comrades, and zealous nationalists, were no longer a compact body informed by a single soul. To me it seemed that every survivor of that band lost a part of himself, of his power, purpose, capacity; part of him was buried; and in some cases the better part. [...]
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To characterise shortly the poetry of Davis - its main strength and beauty lies in its simple passion. Its execution is unequal; and in some of his finest peices any magazine critic can point out weak and unmusical verse. But all through these ringing lyrics there is a direct, manly, hearty, human feeling, with here and there a line or passage of such passing melody and beauty that once read haunts the ear and heart forever. ( Mitchel, Essays Literary and Historical [Centenary Edn.] Dundalk: W. Tempest 1914, Preface, xx.)
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W. B. Yeats, An honest style did not come into English-speaking Ireland until Callanan wrote three or four naive translations from the Gaelic. Shule Aroon and Kathleen OMore had indeed been written for a good while, but had no more influence than Moores best verses. Now, however, the lead of Callanan was followed by a number of translators, and they in turn by the poets of Young Ireland, who mingled a little learned from the Gaelic ballad writers with a great deal learned from Scott, Macaulay, and Campbell, and turned poetry once again into a principal means for spreading ideas of nationality and patriotism. They were full of earnestness, but never understand that, though a poet may govern his life by his enthusiasms, he must, when he sits down at his desk, but use them as the potter the clay. Their thoughts were a little insincere, because they lived in the half-illusions of their admirable ideals; and their rhythms not seldom mechanical, because their purpose was served when they had satisfied the dull ears of the common man. They had no time to listen to the voice of the insatiable artist, who stands erect, or lies asleep waiting until a breath arouses him, in the heart of every craftsman. Life was their master, as it had been the master of the poets who gathered in the Limerick hostelry, though it conquered them not by unreasoned love for a woman, or for native land, but by reasoned enthusiasm, and practical energy. No man was more sincere, no man [viii] had a less mechanical mind than Thomas Davis, and yet he is often a little insincere and mechanical in his verse. When he sat down to write he had so great a desire to make the peasantry courageous and powerful that he half believed them already the finest peasantry upon the earth, and wrote not a few such verses as Lead him to fight for native land, / His is no courage cold and wary; / The troops live not that could withstand / The headlong charge of Tipperary- / and to-day we are paying the reckoning with much bombast. His little book has many things of this kind, and yet we honor it for its public spirit, and recognise its powerful influence with gratitude. He was in the main an orator influencing mens acts, and not a poet shaping their emotions, and the bulk of his influence has been good. He was, indeed, a poet of much tenderness in the simple lovesongs The Marriage, A Plea for Love, and Mary Bhan Astór, and, but for his ideal of a fisherman defying a foreign soldiery, would have been as good in The Boatman of Kinsale; and once or twice when he touched upon some historic sorrow he forgot his hopes for the future and his lessons for the present, and made moving verse. (Modern Irish Poetry, in Justin McCarthy, ed., Irish Literature, 1904, Vol. III, p.pp.vii-xiii; p.viii-ix.)
W. B. Yeats: Thomas Davis, whose life had the moral simplicity which can give to actions the lasting influence that style alone can give to words, had understood that a country which has no national institutions must show its young men images for the affections, although they be but diagrams of what should he or may be. He and his school imagined the Soldier, the Orator, the Patriot, the Poet, the Chieftain, and above all the Peasant; and these, as celebrated in essays and songs and stories, possessed so many virtues that no matter how England, who, as Mitchel said, had the ear of the world, might slander us, Ireland, even though she could not come to the worlds other ear, might go her way unabashed. But ideas and images which have to be understood and loved by large numbers of people must appeal to no rich personal experience, no patience of study, no delicacy of sense; and if at rare moments some Memory of the Dead can take its strength from one, at all other moments matter and manner will be rhetorical, conventional, sentimental; and language, because it is carried beyond life perpetually, will be worn and cold like the thought, with unmeaning pedantries and silences, and a dread of all that has salt and savour. (Essays and Introductions, 1961, pp.312-13; quoted in R. F. Foster, Square-built Power and Fiery Shorthand: Yeats, Carleton and the Irish Nineteenth Century, in The Irish Story: Telling Tales and Making It Up in Ireland, Penguin 2001, p.122.)
W. B. Yeats: Certain songs by Davis, Carletons Valentine McClutchy, Kickhams Knocknagow, Mitchels History of Ireland, numberless forgotten books in prose and verse founded or fostered the distortion we have not yet escaped…. Dublin had once been a well-mannered, smooth-spoken city. I knew an old woman who had met Davis constantly and never knew that he was in politics until she read his obituary in the newspaper. Then can agrarian passion [… &c.] (Prefatory notes to King of the Great Clock Tower, cited in A. N. Jeffares, A New Commentary to the Poems of W. B. Yeats, 1984, p.334; also cited in part in Alan Warner, A Guide to Anglo-Irish Literature, Dublin: Gill & Macmillan 1981, p.22.) [See also Denis Donoghue, infra.]
W. B. Yeats: It seemed then as if our new generation could not do its work unless we overcame the habit of making every Irish book, or poem, shoulder some political idea; it seemed to us that we had to escape by some great effort from the obsession of public life, and I had come to feel that our first work must be to close, not knowing how great the need of it still was, the rhymed lesson book of Davis. (Speech made at Thomas Davis Commemoration, 1914.) Further, In Ireland above all nations, where we have so man bitter divisions, it is necessary to keep always unbroken the truce of the Muses. (Ibid., p.6; quoted in Dublin Magazine, 1966, infra.)
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John Eglinton [William Magee], Island of Saints in Saints and Bards (1906), writes, in journalism Davis (who indeed was rather an ideal editor than what Mr T. W. Rolleston has called him, an ideal Irishman) succeeded so well that he and his colleagues imposed the tradition of the [Nation] newspaper on Irish national literature. (q.p.)
D. J. ODonoghue (Preface, Essays Literary and Historical, 1914): Davis had a clearly defined object in view when he agreed to ally himself to what proved to be the greatest Irish journal of his or any time. He had formed in his mind a constrcutive policy of his country - he saw how many tings were disgracefully neglected, how much mere oratory and poetical flourishes took the place of steady ameliorative effort form within, and one of the many reasons why his essays have always proved so helpful to Irishmen is that they all seek to develop a highter sense of nationality, and to raise thhe charcater of the people. (p.ix; quoted in Joseph Lynch, MA Dip., UU 2003.)
Patrick Pearse, speech on Thomas Davis (1916): Character is the greatest thing in a man, and Daviss character was such as the Apollo Belvedere is said to be in the physical world - in his presence all men stood more erect. The romans had a noble word which summed up all moral beauty and civic valour, the word virtus. If English had as noble a word as that it would be the word to apply to the thing which made Thomas Davis so great a man. (Quoted in Stanford and McDowell, Mahaffy, 1972, pp.114-15.; cited in W. B. Stanford, Ireland and the Classical Tradition, 1984.) Note that Pearse was prevented from delivering the speech inside TCD by J. P. Mahaffy.
Padraic Fallon: His poetry served magnificently the only purpose which he allotted to it, that of Nationality (The Poetry of Thomas Davis, in Thomas Davis and Young Ireland, Dublin 1945, p.214.)
Denis Donoghue: Yeats thought about the Ireland of his time sometimes in sorrow and often in anger; in those moments he wonders about the curious and fascinating power, issuing not so much in Davis poems and speeches as in his public actions, with thier wrm moral simplicity. it was Daviss privilege to offer Irishmen certain great images for their affects, figures like the Soldier, the Orator, the Patriot, the Peasant; and those images would be understood and loved by many people, and the love and understanding would bind those people together. Yeats knew that such power could easily degenerate into a more [9] casuistry, which would destroy everything noble, high, and austere, all the proud and lonely things he revered. So he was afraid of it. […]. (Yeats and Modern Poetry: An Introduction, in Donoghue, ed., The Integrity of Yeats, 1964, pp.9-10.)
Dominic Daly, The Young Douglas Hyde (1974): On Dec. 3 [in his diary record], Douglas Hyde is at the Mosaic, listening to a paper on Irish poets by Berry. I spoke and said it was a scandal that half the people present had never heard of Thomas Davis, after his poems had gone through fifty editions. [91]; for Hydes appraisal of Daviss verse, called by Daly his sincere one, see p.117, those wretchedly weak lyrics Anni[e] Dear, Loves Longings, and Máire Bhán astor. Still, he cannot be angry with Davis, for his noble and generous treatment of the Irish language contrasts only too favourably with that of some of his followers of the present day (Review of Sparlings Irish Minstrelsy, 1887; 1888.)
Further: Davis spent time in Ballaghadereen, near Hydes own home, in order to learn Irish but did not make much progress. In the Nation he urged, the language of a nations youth is the only easy and full speech for its manhood and for its age. And when the language of the cradle goes, itself craves a tomb. A people without a language is only half a nation. A nation should guard its language more than its territories - tis a surer barrier and more important frontier than fortress and river … This speech is quoted in T. F. OSullivan, The Young Irelanders (Tralee 1944, [2nd. Edn. 1945]), p.451. [Daly, op. cit., p.214, n.]
Malcolm Brown, The Politics of Irish Literature: From Thomas Davis to W. B. Yeats (London: George Allen & Unwin 1975): [Davis] read and emulated [Michelet] as a matter of course. Those stiff saffron-robed pre-Conquest Gaels with their charming barbarisms of geasa and fosterage stock figures in the future Irish literary movement, came ultimately through Davis ot of Michelets medieval pageantry. Passing beyond Michelet, Davis found his true guiding star in [...] Augustin Thierry, whom he repeatedly exalted above any other historian that ever lived.(p.46; quoted in Joep Leerssen, Remembrance and Imagination: Patterns in the Historical and Literary Representation of Nineteenth-Century Ireland [Critical Editions: Field Day Monographs] Cork UP 1996, p.234 i.e., n.9.)
Frank Tuohy, Yeats (Macmillan 1976),Davis, a young Protestant barrister of great energy, with a new message for Ireland…. Adopting the manner of his English contemporary Thomas Carlyle, he railed against laissez-faire capitalism which produced the blackened cities of industrial England. But he held the belief that the Irish and the English are totally different and must develop in different ways. OConnell wanted a little something for Ireland; Thomas Davis wanted a national identity. // Davis wrote propaganda poetry … sincere, succinct, and banal [quotes We hate the Saxon and the Dane … &c.] (p.12.)
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Patrick Rafroidi, Irish Literature in English, The Romantic Period, 1789-1850, Vol. 1 (1980), Davis, Nationality … is the summary name of many things. It seeks a literature made by Irishmen and coloured by our scenery, manners and characters. It desires to see art applied to express Irish thoughts and beliefs. It would make our music sound in every parish at twilight, our pictures sprinkle the walls of every house, and our poetry and history sit at every hearth. It would thus create a race of men full of more intensely Irish character and knowledge, and to that race it would give Ireland. quote in Richard J Loftus, Natonalism in Modern Anglo-Irish Poetry, p.6. Further, quotes Davis: The objections to separate education are immense; the reasons for it are reasons for separate life, for mutual animosity, for penal laws, for religious wars. tis said that communication between the students of different creeds will taint their faith and endanger their souls. They who say so should prohibit the students from associating out of the college even more than in them … let them prohibit Catholic and Protestant boys from playing, talking, or walking together … let them establish a theological police - let them rail off each sect … into a separate quarter; or rather, to save preliminaries, let each of them proclaim war in the name of his creed on the men of all other creeds, and fight till death, triumph, or disgust shall leave him leisure to revise his principles. (Arthur Griffith, ed., Thomas Davis, The Thinker and Teacher, pp.171-2.) [86] Note, this writing also quoted in J. C. Beckett, Making of Modern Ireland (1966 & eds.), p.332; and note, The tension and ill-feeling produced by difference of opinion over the new colleges in 1845 certainly contributed to the final breach between OConnell and the Young Irelanders in the following year. (Beckett, op. cit., p.333.) Also, Daviss Lament for the Milesians [Oh, proud were the chieftains of proud Innis-Fail / Oh! sweet the minstrels of kind Innis-Fail / How fair were the maidens of fair Innis-Fail ..], printed in The Spirit of the Nation (1928 edn., p.140), ends with an Irish refrain, As truaghgan oidhir n-a bh-farradh! [pitful the inheritance without it].
Patrick Rafroidi, Irish Literature in English, The Romantic Period, 1789-1850, Vol. 2 (Gerrards Cross: Colin Smythe 1980), remarks: ..universally appreciated at the time, even the ultra conservative magazines like Dublin University Magazine saving their sarcasm for other patriots. Bibl.: poems in Spirit of the Nation (1843); Essay on Irish Songs, in M. J. Barry, ed., The Songs of Ireland (Dublin: Duffy 1845); The Poems of Th. Davis [now first collected] (Dublin: Duffy 1846), viii, 232pp. [1. National Ballads and Songs; 1. Miscellaneous Songs and Ballads; 3. Historical Songs and Ballads; 4. Do., 2nd ser.; 5. Miscellaneous Poems]; Literary and Historical Essays (Dublin: Duffy 1846) [ded. to John B Dillon], x, 252pp.; Thomas Meagher, ed., Letters of a Protestant, on Repeal [printed for Irish Confederation] (Dublin 1847), vii, 36pp.; T. W. Rolleston, ed., Prose Writings of Thomas Davis (London: W. Scott [1890]), 285pp.; Essays Literary and Historical [centenary edn.], prefaces and notes by D. J. ODonoghue and an essay by John Mitchel (Dundalk: W Tempest 1914), xxiii, 456pp.; Thomas Davis, Thinker and Teacher [the essence of his writings in prose and poetry selected, arranged, and edited by Arthur Griffith (Dublin: Gill 1914), 288pp.; Essays and Poems with a Centenary Memoir, 1845-1945, foreword by An Taoiseach, Eamon de Valera (Dublin: M. H. Gill & Son 1945), xi, 236pp. [Criticism as supra].
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W. B. Stanford, Ireland and the Classical Tradition (Dublin: IAP 1976; 1984), Thomas Davis, grad. 1836, famously addressed College Historical Society in 1840; affirmed that the classics, even as languages, are shafts into the richest mines of thought which time has deposited and praised them extensively; but he deplored the time spent on the languages when good translations would suffice, while time spent learning the languages detracted from the allowance for modern literature, Numerous works, English, French, and German, are intrinsically superior to the corresponding Greek, and still more above the parallel Roman works. He conceded, If the student knew the politics and philosophy, and felt the poetry, or even appreciated the facts to be found in the Greek and Roman writers, I might forgive the error of selecting such studies in preference to native and modern … seriously, what does the student learn besides the words of the classics? .. Stanford remarks that here Davis works himself up to a fine Demosthenic flow, I ask you, again, how can the student profit by study of the difficult literature of any foreigners, ancient or modern, till he learns to think and feel; and these he learns easiest from world or home life, refined and invigorated by his native literature; and even if by chance the young student, fresh from a bad school, has got some ideas of the picturesque, the generous, the true, into his head, he is neither encouraged nor expected to apply them to the classics. Classics! good sooth, he had better read with the hedge-school boys the History of the Rogues, Tories and Rapparees or Moll Flanders, than study Homer or Horace in Trinity College. I therefore protest, and ask you to struggle against the cultivation of Greek or Latin or Hebrew while French or German are excluded; and still more strongly should we oppose the cultivation of any, or all of these, to the neglect of English and, perhaps I may add, Irish literature. Davis mainly critical of unfair monopoly held by classical studies, and the dull pedantry of the teaching. [60] Stanfords bibliographical note on Davis as follows: above quotations from Davis, Address […] &c.. (Dublin 1840), pp.14-19; previous members of the College Historical Society had discussed the classical studies in published addresses to the Society, e.g., Isaac Butt in 1833 (notable for its emphasis on the influence of Demosthenes) and T. J. Ball in 1837. Butt published translations of the Georgics and Faste. [70] Further, Thomas Davis mentions with approbation the busts contributed to the Cork Arts Society by the Prince Regent in 1818, in his second Essay on National Art (1843), and mentions a second collection then recently acquired for the teaching of art in Dublin [Chap. notes]. Further, Stanford acknowledges Daviss antipathy to classics-centred university education, but points out his high estimate of the value of classical knowledge (no language of mine shall underrate the value of such a possession), and the frequency of Greece and Rome as touchstones for nationhood and freedom in his ballads, For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, / Three hundred men and three men … (A Nation Once Again) [&c.; 217].
Daithí Ó hÓgáin, The Hero in Irish Folk History (Dublin: Gill & Macmillan 1985) - writes of cultural sentiment being developed into a medium for political philosophy and remarks on the Carlyle connection [for which, see under Thomas Carlyle, supra.] We can thus understand the fascination shown in his poetry by the Young Ireland leader, Thomas Davis, for the folk image of great Irish leaders. they slew with poison him they feared to meet with steel he says of Owen Roe ONeill, and concerning Earl Geralds prophesied return: When Ginckle leagured Limerick, the Irish soldiers gazed [... &c., as quoted under Quotations, supra.] As we have seen [Chap. 3], the Geraldine prophecies were applied to a character as recent as Lord Edward Fitzgerald, one of the leaders of the 1798 rebellion. On a more purely political level, Davis could apply the imagery to Wolfe Tone also: In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave. /
And freely around it let winter winds rave /
Far better they suit him, the ruin and the gloom, /
Till Ireland, a nation, can build him a tomb. There is a distant echo here from Robert Emmets concluding remarks in his speech from the dock in 1803: When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written. But the pre-existing folk sentiment was incorporated into the ideology in a way which gave intellectual and emotional appeal at once to what was being said by Davis. The enduring quality of folk ballads which heroise political figures bears ample witness to the success which Davis and his successors achieved. What Frank OConnor has termed the backward look had a venerable tradition within Gaelic literature, which held ancient history and old rhetorical speech in high respect. The literature of the political hero was able to combine this with hope for the future. (pp.316-17.)
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David Cairns & Shaun Richards, Writing Ireland: Colonialism, Nationalism and Culture (Manchester UP 1988), quote and comment upon An Address Delivered Before the Historical Society Dublin [32]; Celts and Saxons [35-36]; Letters of a Protestant on Repeal [36, 27]; The Orange and the Green Will Carry the Day, 37; Udalism and Feudalism [32, 33-34], with remarks in other places, most extensively at p.31-44, eschewing a position oriented towards protection of the landlords interest, Davis adopted the language and politics of the populist Repeal Movement, led by Daniel OConnell, disseminating his ideas through journalism, ballad poetry, and the establishment of Repeal Reading Rooms. Attempt to interpellate the idea of the nation [~31]. In An Address &c. (Davis, Essays Literary and Historical, A Selection, ed. DJ ODonoghue, 1914), he pointed out to Protestants the passing of the conditions of their superiority with the opening of higher education, previously, the body of competitors for political power were of the aristocracy, for they inherited a monopoly of education … You also belong to what are called the upper classes in Ireland. But you will have competitors from whom your ancestors were free (op. cit. 1914, p.8). You must strip for the race. You will have competitors from amongst the people. The middle classes of Ireland are now seeking, in spite of the most perverse opposition chronicled in the annals of even our Anglo-Irish bigotry to establish colleges - schools for their own education. when the men of the middle classes come into the field they will compel the men of the upper classes … to fight a hard battle for their literary laurels and political renown. Prepare for that time (p.8-9). If you would rule your fellow countrymen you must be greater than they … I tell you, gentlemen of Trinity College, the peasant boys will soon put to the proof your title to lead them. (Ibid., p.9). On the utility of history, Is it nothing to warn us against the brilliant vices of an aristocracy? Is it nothing that its beacons gleam to keep the people from beginning to shed blood? (Ibid., p.29). GENTLEMEN, YOU HAVE A COUNTRY. The people among whom we were born, with whom we live, for whom, if our minds are in health, we have most sympathy, are those over whom we have power - power to make them wise, great, good. Reason points out our native land as the field of our exertions … to act in politics is a matter of duty everywhere; here of necessity (Ibid., pp.46-47). [Cont.]
David Cairns & Shaun Richards (Writing Ireland: Colonialism, Nationalism and Culture, Manchester UP 1988) - cont.: In Udalism and Feudalism, Davis treats the Irish landlord class as indefensible, and demonstrates that the decline of the English social system is linked with the conversion of the countryside into huge manufacturies of grain and cattle for the landlord and the English people into a withered blotched thing, querulous as a sick noble or desperately calm, stunned with noisy mill-work (p.75). Sir Charles Gavan Duffy prints a letter from Davis to a colleague [here unnamed] regarding what he considers the plague of utilitarianism and industrialisation, […] It is believed in the political assemblies of our cities, preached from our pulpits […] it is the very apostles creed of the professions, and threatens to corrupt the lower classes, who are still faithful and romantic. To use every literary and political engine against this seems to me the first duty of an Irish patriot who can foresee consequences. Believe me, this is a greater though not so obvious a danger than Papal supremacy (in Young Ireland, A Fragment of Irish History, 1881, pp.299-300). In the Prospectus of The Nation, Davis addressed a nationality which may embrace Protestant, Catholic, and Dissenter, - Milesian and Cromwellian, - the Irishman of a hundred generations and the stranger within our gates; hence the motto, to foster Irish Nationality and make it racy of the soil [but recte to create and foster public opinion, and make it racy of the soil: DIH] (see Duffy, 1881, p.80; cited also in F. S. L. Lyons, John Dillon, 1968; and ref. Thomas Davis, Essays and Poems, with a centenary Memoir, Dublin 1945, p.13.) [Cont.]]
David Cairns & Shaun Richards (Writing Ireland: Colonialism, Nationalism and Culture, Manchester UP 1988) - cont.: In an article praising the idea of A Ballad History of Ireland [Duffys anthology of 1845], Davis - who had read Augustin Thierrys essay of 1819 on the national spirit of the Irish to be found in their songs - Davis wrote, the first object of the work we project will be to make Irish History familiar to their minds, pleasant to their ears, dear to the passions and powerful over the taste and conduct of Irish people in times to come (Davis, 1914, p.240). Davis never completed the project, but nearly every week he published a ballad in The Nation, and his ballads and poems form a substantial portion of The Spirit of the Nation. Cairns & Richards comment, Daviss arguments were addressed to Protestants but equally attempted to mediate between Catholics and Protestants and to show the former that the peaceful achievement of Repeal required Protestant participation. He wrote, The real interest of the vast majority of Irish Protestants is (like that of the vast majority of Roman Catholics) to have Ireland governed by and for its inhabitants and by and for them alone … it is the obvious duty of those desiring nationality to try to convey this truth to the minds of the Protestants. Further, If you would liberate Ireland, and keep it free, you must have Protestant help - if you would win the Protestants, you must address their reason, their interests, their hope and their pride. To this end everything which offends even the prejudices of the Protestants - everything which identifies Repeal and Roman Catholicity as meaning two parts of the same thing, must disguise their true interests from the Protestants and excite their feelings against the restoration of a native government. (Davis, The Nation, 17 Dec. 1842, p.153). [Cont.]
David Cairns & Shaun Richards (Writing Ireland: Colonialism, Nationalism and Culture, Manchester UP 1988) - cont.: Examples of Daviss call for sympathy between Catholics and liberal Protestants follow; Daviss policy of embracing the landlord patriot was, however, challenged by other Nation writers, notably ONeill Daunt [see supra]. Bibl., Thomas Davis, National and Historical Ballads, Songs and Poems by Thomas Davis (James Duffy 1869); TW Rolleston, ed., Thomas Davis, Selections from His Prose and Poetry, in Every Irishmans Library (Talbot n.d.); D. J. ODonoghue, ed., Essays Literary and Historical by Thomas Davis (Dundalgan Press 1914); also Davis, Our Present Policy, in The Nation, 13 May, 1842; Jacqueline Hill, Nationalism and the Catholic Church in the 1840s: Views of Dublin Repealers, in Irish Historical Studies, Vol. XIX, no. 76 (1975), pp.371-94; Hill, the Intelligentsia and Irish nationalism in the 1840s, in Studia Hibernica, No. XX (1980), pp.73-109; Robert Dudley Edwards, The Contribution of Young Ireland to the Development of the Irish National Idea, in S. Pender, ed., Feilschríbhinn Torna (UUC 1947), pp.115-33; Samuel Clarke, Social Origins of the Irish Land War (Princeton 1942).
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Barbara Hayley, A Reading and Thinking Nation: Periodicals as the Voice of Nineteenth-century Ireland, in Hayley and Enda McKay, ed., Three Hundred Years of Irish Periodical (Assoc. of Irish Learned Journasl: Gigginstown, Mullingar 1987), pp.29-48, pp.40-41 [critical of inward turning tendency of papers policy; see under the Nation, in Journals q.v.]
Seamus Deane, A Short History of Irish Literature (London: Hutchinson 1986): Davis stressed the Irish capacity for nobility of spirit in order to counteract the current British view of them as little more than ramshackle drunkards or, in times of political crisis, savage simiam creatures who were beyond the pale of what Lecky carefully called the law as it were administered in England. (p.75; quoted in Callum Boyle, PG Essay, UU 2004.)
Mark Storey, Poetry and Ireland Since 1800, A Source Book (1988) - extracts from History of Ireland (in The Nation) |
[If Ireland were in national health, her history would be familiar by books, pictures, statuary, and music to every cabin and shop in the land - her resources as an agricultural, manufacturing, and trading people, would be equally know - and every young man would be trained, and every grown man able to defend her coast, her plains, her towns, and her hills - not with his right arm merely, but with his disciplined habits and military accomplishments. These are the pillars of independence …] (Story, p.45).
[ Our national language:] To impose another language on such a people is to send their history adrift among the accidents of translation … A people without a language of its own is only half a nation. A nation should guard its language more than its territories - tis a surer barrier, and more important frontier, than fortress or river. […] To lose your native tongue, and learn that of an alien, it the worst badge of conquest. To have lost entirely the national language is death. (Cites 3 Edw. IV, c. 3; pp.47-8.)
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Also gives text of Ballad Poetry of Ireland being Daviss review of Charles Gavan Duffys anthology of that name: |
At last we are beginning to see what we are, and what is our destiny. Our duty arises where our knowledge begins. The elements of Irish nationality are not only combining - in fact, they are growing confluent in our minds. Such nationality as merits a good mans help, and wakens a true mans ambition - such nationality as could stand against internal faction and foreign [52] intrigue, such nationality, as would make the Irish hearth happy and the Irish name illustrious, is becoming understood. It must contain and represent the races of Ireland. It must not be Celtic, it must not be Saxon - it must be Irish. The Brehon law, and the maxims of Westminster, the cloudy and lightning genius of the Gael, the placid strength of the Sasanach, the marshalling insight of the Norman - a literature which shall exhibit in combination the passions and idioms of all, and which shall equally express our mind in its romantic, its religious, its forensic, and its practical tendencies - finally, a native government, which shall know and rule by the might and right of all; yet yield to the arrogance of none - these are components of such a nationality. [53]
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(Story, op. cit., pp.52-53; also quoted in Norreys Jephson OConor, Changing Ireland: Literary Backgrounds of the Irish Free State, 1889-1922, Harvard UP 1924, p.67.) |
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Gerard OBrien, ed., Catholic Ireland in the Eighteenth Century; Collected Essays of Maureen Wall (1989), The refusal of the people in general to recognise the law, and their willingness to take direct action in defence of their priests and bishops and their places of worship, were important factors in preserving the Catholic faith in Ireland. Thomas Davis did them less than justice when he wrote, What wonder if our step betrays / The freedman born in penal days? Indeed Daviss poem, The Penal Days, is perhaps the source of misconceptions regarding the period. His picture of dogs being taught alike to run upon the scent of wolf and friar belongs to Cromwellian times than to the eighteenth century…. the eighteenth century witnessed the tenacity of a clergy who were prepared to face the daily grind of poverty and humiliation ministering the needs of an outlawed population. [60]
R. F. Foster, Varieties of Irishness, in Maurna Crozier, ed., Cultural Traditions in Northern Ireland: Varieties of Irishness [Proceedings of Cultural Traditions Group Conference] (Belfast IIS 1989): Thomas Daviss unse of anti-materialism as a strategy of distinguishing Irish against English values, and asserting moral superiority thereby - a line later adopted by Yeats as well as by de Valera. This vein of argument should be investigated … (p.13.)
Conor Cruise OBrien, The Great Melody (1992), OBrien remarks on the subsequent idealisation of the 1782 Volunteers in the nationalist-militant tradition, quoting Davis, Davis, And vain were words till flashed the swords / Of the Irish Volunteers! (Davis) [251] He goes on The reason why nationalists idealise Grattans parliament is that the British got rid of it in 1800. A little later he refers to Daviss in-vain-were-words dig at OConnell. [253]
David Lloyd, Anomalous State: Irish Writing and the Post Colonial Moment (Duke UP 1993), for analysis of Daviss article on Our National Language, in which he diagnosed the consequences of imposing a foreign languge on a native population as a primary deterritorialissatin, a decoding of the primitive relation of the Irish to their territory … (&c. , p.16); the ensuing discussion is elaborated in terms of patrimony in the sense of their possession and his inheritance (p.17.)
Jacqueline Hill, review of John Nelson [sic] Molony, A Soul Came into Ireland: Thomas Davis 1814-1845, A Biography (Geog. Publ. 1995), in ILS, Spring 1996, p.9-10: contests the idea urged by Malcolm Brown that the centenary - 1945 - revealed a conspiracy of silence regarding Davis (see Brown, The Politics of Irish Literature, 1972, p.141), noting writings of Moody and Robert Dudley Edwards, as well as a PhD by Mary Buckley (UCD 1980); notes also dearth of personal correspondence and autograph material, citing a fragmentary diary; notes enforced separation from his fiancée; notes that in 1844-45 Davis expressed the very fears of Catholic ascendancy that he had long reproached his fellow-Protestants for harbouring, and reflects that the authors attribution of this to tiredness is unconvincing; the whole book is considered readable, making Daviss own writings accessible through quotation, but insufficiently attentive to the political context and especially the church-state nexus, with a carelessly constructed index. See also Rory Brennan reviews John Neylon [sic] Molony, A Soul Came into Ireland: Thomas Davis 1814-1845 (Geography Publ. 1995), in Books Ireland (Feb. 1996), pp.21-22.
Joep Leerssen, Remembrance and Imagination: Patterns in the Historical and Literary Representation of Ireland in the Nineteenth Century (Cork UP/Field Day 1996) recounts Thomas Daviss review of George Petries Ecclesiastical Architecture of ireland (1845), remarking: ;Nationalist opinion was represented in Thomas Daviss review in The Nation. Davis frankly admitted that his romantic national enthusiasm had initially predisposed him towards Oriental, glamorous theories, and that he had begun his reading Petries essay strongly bigoted against the conclusion, in the hope of finding fault with it. Daviss candid admission that Petrie ahd convinced him [135] and disabused him from [sic] his previous errors, through sheer force of argument and scholarly integrity, was perhaps the most gratifying endorsement of all. Davis, almost in an act of exorcism or self-critique, recounts once again all the erroneous theories which have been disproved by Petries final word on the subject. (pp.134-45; citing Prose Writings: Essays on Ireland, London 1889, pp.90-103 [but not cite issue of Nation in question]. (See extract under Quotations - as infra.)
S. J. Connolly, Culture, Identity and Tradition: Changing Definitions of Irishness, in In Search of Ireland: A Cultural Geography of Ireland, ed. Brian Graham (Routledge 1997): […] Thomas Daviss attempt to rekindle in his co-religionists an interest in Gaelic culture and an enthusiasm for national rights can be read as an appeal to the Protestant propertied classes to resume the political leadership of a patriotic public opinion that they had allowed to slip by default into the hands of the Catholic middle classes and the Catholic clergy. With Ferguson and OGrady, the message is stated more openly: the Gaelic Ireland of their imagination, a stable, hierarchical society in which lord and peasant were bound together by shared cultural values and ties of mutual respect, was an ideal to be set against the contemporary reality of an unruly democratic politics and an upstart Catholic bourgeoisie. This appropriation of the Gaelic past as an image of elite hegemony, still evident in the political poetry of W. B. Yeats, is a further illustration of the way in which tradition was repeatedly reshaped in the service of current political needs. (p.56.); Further, Before this development [the Gaelic League] cultural revivalism had relied for much of its support on two specific groups. One, continuing a tradition going back to Ferguson and the Young Irelanders, consisted of middle- and upper-class Protestants anxious to reaffirm their place in Irish society at a time when they had been politically marginalised, and when an increasingly strident political rhetoric identified Irishness exclusively with Catholicism. The other comprised urban, white-colour workers, often themselves risen from traditional rural backgrounds through the newly developed system of mass education and public examinations these had been the main beneficiaries of the rapid growth in preceding decades of Anglicised and commercialised Ireland, but they also comprised the group most affected by the accompanying sense of alienation and loss of cultural roots. (p.59.)
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Katie Trumpener, Bardic Nationalism: The Romantic Novel and the British Empire (Princeton UP 1997): as Thomas Davis will argue in 1843, quoting a traditional Wlesh source, national identity is formed by a common languge, by common laws, and by co-tillage land - for without these a country cannot support itself in peace and social union. (Our National Language, in The Nation, April 1, 1843, p.394; Trumpener, op. cit., Intro., n.55, p.299.) [Goes on to quote Elizabeth Bowen on Anglo-Irish identity and property in Bowens Court, p.455 - for which see under Bowen, Quotations, supra.]
Gerry Smyth, Decolonisation and Criticism: The Construction of Irish Literature (London: Pluto Press 1998): Davis opened up the national struggle on a whole new front [70]; Davis was a radical decolonising intellectual confronting head-on the difficulties of constructing Irish identity in the terms made available by the colonial power. One means of warding off the implications of this contradiction was through the construction of a critical ideology predicated on the interdependence of culture and geography. After Davis, it would be very difficult for anyone to discuss Irish literature or Irish nationalism without being aware of the common sense linking these two seemingly symbiotic categories. The location of this ideological operation was Daviss own discourse in which he employed the characteristic structures and codes of criticism to consolidate the ideology of a national literary tradition. (p.71.)
Selina Guinness, One of the charges Davis made against Irish verse was its debt to mock sentiment from the heathen mythology (in Essay on Irish Songs, rep. The Songs of Ireland, ed. Michael Joseph Barry, Dublin: James Duffy 1845, p.32; cited in To Ireland in the Coming Times: Exorcising Influence, in That Other World: The Supernatural and the Fantastic in Irish Literature, [PGIL Conference] Colin Smythe 1998.)
Desmond M. Clarke & Charles Jones, eds., The Rights of Nations: Nations and Nationalism in a Changing World (Cork UP 1999), Introduction, quotes A Nation Once Again, and remarks: Readers who are familiar with the history of so-called Young Ireland and of the period in which Davis contributed to the very popular newspaper called The Nation, may have diametrically opposed reactions to the sentiments expressed here. But, for the students of nationalism, this ballad captures the spirit of nationalism as it was developing in Italy at the time, and as it had developed in other European countries. There are suggestions of a distinctive people, with a long shared history; the fetters allude to being conquered and being reduced from the status of an independent country to that of a mere province of some larger political unity; and the verse concludes with a prayer for the restoration of the status formerly enjoyed by the people of Ireland, i.e., that of a nation. However, even on first reading, it is clear that this fervent wish on the part of Davis involves some confusion. If the Irish people had been a nation for centuries, they could hardly have lost that status simply by being conquered. On the other hand if they lost their status as an independent state (in the modern sense), rather than their distinctiveness as a people or a nation, then the author has confused being a nation and being a state. However we read Daviss ballad, the question arises as to what is meant, either in the nineteenth century or in the late twentieth century, by the concept of a nation. (p.7.)
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