This speech was given by the Irish revolutionary Paddy O'Mick shortly before the battle of the five pubs where the Irish successfully drank the British into submission. It is a little know fact that this battle was the downplayed prelude to the eventual formation of the Irish free state.*
|Artist's impression of Paddy O'Mick|
"Proclaim it, friend, throughout the pub,
That he which hath no stomach to this session,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made
And euros for a taxi put into his pocket:
We would not drink in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to get locked with us.
This day is called the "St. Patrick Day":
He that outlives this session, and stumbles safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Patrick.
He that shall drink this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Patrick's Day:’
Then will he produce his phone and show his pics.
And say ‘These photos I took on Paddy’s day.’
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember with advantages
What drinks he downed that day: then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Be in their sloshing pints freshly remember’d.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And a Paddy's Day shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember’d;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that swigs his pints with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in Ireland now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That drank with us upon Saint Patrick’s day."
- Paddy O'Mick, battle of five pubs.
*May not be entirely historically accurate