"Lords of Light" wing o'er thee sleeping, Seraphs guard thee all day while And in Beautious Mary's Keeping, Mary Thy young heart know no guile Spare me here, care-prest and lonely, Sun-bright dover-souled Angel-Fay, Just a thought, one moment only, From thy musings Xmas day-Jo HarringtonI ask not favours form the proud, From monarch, princes or peer. For plaudits of the thoughtless crowds, That every breath may veer- To human kind I've never bowed, My God alone I fear! The Island Home that birth one gave, I love her rock-bound shore, I love her sons, the deathless brave, Who fell in days of yore, In Wexford Hills by Boyne's bright wave Clontarf and Shannon's shore.Jo Harrington