Ich am of Irlonde, And of the holy londe Of Irlonde. Goode sire, praye ich thee, For of sainte charitee, Com and dance with me In Irlonde. Anon. (14th century) It inspired Yeats, of course. ‘I am of Ireland’ I am of Ireland, And the Holy Land of Ireland, And time runs on,’ cried she. [...]