No.46 In memoriam Miss Margaret (Peg) Malone by Patrick Tunney

Miss Margaret (Peg) Malone is the same person as # 70 Margaret Malone
Published in the Mayo News, February 7, 1931.

Elegiac lines written on the second anniversary of the demise of the mourned Miss Margaret (Peg) Malone, Westport, who died February, 1929. By her death Ireland lost a worthy friend and Irish freedom lost an energetic worker, who from her earthly deeds worked to establish as Irish Republic. – May she rest in peace.

Now, when I muse ‘mid Mayo’s braes,
My heart with grief is sore.
As I recall youth’s happy days,
And friends I’ll ne’er see more.

When I think of trusted friends I knew,
Who’re sleeping in cold clay.
I grieve for my loved Róisín Dhu,
Held fast by alien sway.

My nation wept ‘neath galling throes,
Some fifteen years ago.
When gallant heroes proudly rose,
To oust the foreign foe.

They nobly fought for liberty,
In glorious sixteen.
The Irishmen might freemen be,
‘neath the orange, white and green.

Then dauntless for my Róisín Dhu,
Beneath the flag of Tone.
There stood an Irish colleen, true,
Brave hearted Peg Malone.

With trust and faith she saw the light,
Of freedom’s dawning day.
And, with inspiration bright,
In death she passed away.

By Gods decree she calmly sleeps,
Where shamrocks freshly bloom.
In Aughavale, where clans will weep,
Around her silent tomb.

May her soul find rest where love ne’er ends,
In a home beyond the sky.
The memory of true hearted friends,
Will never, never die.