English poem
Sergeant Mike O'Leary
by Tom Kettle
It was Sergeant Mike O'Leary who broke the barricade, Who took the chance, and won the Cross that crowns the bayonet trade; 'Twas "M'anam do Dhia," and "How's your heart," and "How could we forget?" But Michael from Inchigeela will fill a ballad yet.
Oh! a fair and pleasant land is Cork for wit and courtesy, Ballyvourney East and Baile Dubh and Kilworth to the sea: And when they light the turf to-night, spit, stamp, swear as of yore, It's the Sergeant Mike O'Leary's ghosts that ward the southern shore.