Poems (Young)/The Red Sunrise
THE RED SUNRISE.
O it's dark the land is, and it's dark my heart is, but the Red Sun rises when the hour is come.O the Red Sun rises and the dead rise: I can see them, and it's glad they are and proud.White Oscur's with them, and my own boy, and Conn who won the battles and the lads who lost.They have bright swords with them that clash the battle-welcome: a welcome to the Red Sun that rises with our luck.