The O'Connors' St. Patricks

All those beautiful dear faces
Seen but once a year on Yale Terrace
A magic connection everywhere you turn

Poetry and music in the air
On this auspicious night
A James Joycean William Butler Yeatsian
Movie of hospitality so grand
That in this fine house
Instills in us, and by their leave
A lust for spring and all good things

Profound and indeed, so merry
The presence of the Leprechaun and
The wee Faire

The splendid declamation of Young Liam
Of "Emmet at the Dock"
Everyone present feeling
As to their Irish stock

II

The songs so grand heard nowhere else
In all the land
Played sublime, intricate and well
By the brave musicians of the band
A fitting prelude to the Earth
Tilting on its axis toward the Sun
The Minstrel Boy to the War is Gone
And a tribute to what the bloody battles cost
For Freedom a century ago
That our Ancestors fought and won.