Простите, но я оставлю это здесь. В рамках, так сказать, отключения от англо-саксонский леди и прочего Гастингса.
To Mr. John Daly, 15 Barrington Street, Limerick.KlLMAINHAM PRISON,
DUBLIN, 11th May, 1916.
My Dear John :
Just a wee note to bid you good-bye. I expect in a few hours to join Tom, in a better world. I have been sentenced to a soldier's death, to be shot tomorrow morning. I have nothing to say about this, only that I look on it as a part of the day's work to die that the Irish Nation may live. Our blood will rebaptize and reinvigorate the "Old Land." Knowing this, it is superfluous to say how happy I feel. I know now what I always felt, that the Irish Nation can never die. Let present-day place-hunters condemn our action as they will, posterity will judge us all right from the effects of our action.
I know I will meet you soon. Until then good-bye. God guard and protect you all in No. 15. You have had a sore trial, but I know that you and Mrs. Daly and all the girls feel proud in spite of a little temporary and natural grief that her son, and the girls, their brother, as well as Tom, are included in the list of honors.
Kindly remember me especially to Mrs. Clarke, and tell her I am the same Sean she always knew. God bless you all.
As ever,
Sincerely yours,
SEAN MACDIARMADA.Второе письмо -
здесь. Оно
чуть меньше бьет.