1. by William Butler Yeats Giovanni Inglisa

2. Easter 1916 II have met them at close of daythem Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the head Or polite meaningless words, Or have lingered awhile and said Polite meaningless words, And thought before I had done Of a mocking tale or a gibe To please a companion Around the fire at the club, Being certain that they and I But lived where motley is worn: All changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is bornA terrible beauty is born. That woman's That woman's days were spent In ignorant good will, Her nights in argument Until her voice grew shrill. What voice more sweet than hers When young and beautiful, She rode to harriers? This man This man had kept a school And rode our winged horse. This other his helper and friend Was coming into his force; He might have won fame in the end, So sensitive his nature seemed, So daring and sweet his thought. This other man This other man I had dreamed A drunken, vain-glorious lout. He had done most bitter wrong To some who are near my heart, Yet I number him in the song; He, too, has resigned his part In the casual comedy; He, too, has been changed in his turn, Transformed utterly: A terrible beauty is bornA terrible beauty is born. Hearts with one purpose alone Through summer and winter, seem Enchanted to a stone To trouble the living stream. The horse that comes from the road, The rider, the birds that range From cloud to tumbling cloud, Minute by minute change. A shadow of cloud on the stream Changes minute by minute; A horse-hoof slides on the brim; And a horse plashes within it Where long-legged moor-hens dive And hens to moor-cocks call. Minute by minute they live: The stone's in the midst of all. Too long a sacrifice Can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice? That is heaven's part, our part To murmur name upon name, As a mother names her child When sleep at last has come On limbs that had run wild. What is it but nightfall? No, no, not night but death. Was it needless death after all? For England may keep faith For all that is done and said. We know their dream; enough To know they dreamed and are dead. And what if excess of love Bewildered them till they died? I write it out in a verse -- MacDonagh MacDonagh and MacBrideMacBride And Connolly and PearseConnolly Pearse Now and in time to be, Wherever green is wornWherever green is worn, Are changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is bornA terrible beauty is born.

3. William Butler Yeats (Dublin 1865-France 1939) Irish nationalism (revived the Cuchulainn’s myth) His literary output can be subdivided into 3 periods (Romantic, modern-political, new style) Unrequited love for Lady Maud Gonne Mural showing Cuchulainn hero

4. The Revolutionary Leaders (THEY’VE BEEN EXECUTED) PATRICK PEARSE (poet and revolutionary leader, began the riot marching on the Post Office and taking control of it)PATRICK PEARSE JAMES CONNOLLY (James Connolly, who based himself on the ideas of Internationalism and the class struggle, became a mythic figure of the rising)JAMES CONNOLLY THOMAS MACDONAGH THOMAS J. CLARCKE SEAN Mac DIARMADA JOSEPH PLUNKETT EAMONN CEANNT JOHN MACBRIDE  more images more images they signed the proclamation of independence

5. Images portraying the revolutionary leaders “Their names are among the heroes of the Gaels” The 7 major leaders

6. James Connolly He lived and breathed the world of the working class He studied the writings of Marx and Engels  he fought for socialism He wanted Ireland to become a REPUBLIC based on the public ownership by the Irish people of the land, and instruments of production, distribution and exchange.REPUBLIC He aimed to strike a blow that would break the ice and show the way, even at the cost of his own life. He thought that “To fight and lose was preferable than to accept and capitulate”To fight and lose was preferable than to accept and capitulate Cruelly executed

7. Patrick Pearse The mural depicts a CELTIC WARRIOR with sword and shield; he wears a costume with Celtic ornamentation. The words are those of MISE EIRE, A POEM BY PADRAIG PEARSE, one of the signatories of the Proclamation of Independence, and leader of the Easter Rising in Dublin, 1916. It reads: I am Ireland, I am older than the Old Woman of Bearra, Great is my glory, I who gave birth to Cuchulain the brave, Great is my shame, My own family Have sold their mother. I am Ireland, I am lonelier than the Old Woman of Bearra. Chamberlain Street, Derry, 1985

8. The phases of the rising The rising began when a small group of men with weapons over their shoulders took control of the Post Office They expected to be joined by a much larger group of protesters soon There was only about half the number of Revelers at the Post Office as there should have been. The rebellion lasted a little bit over a week. The British soldiers surrounded the rebels and the Revelers had to admit defeat  consequences of the riots consequences of the riots

9. After the Rebellion Interior General Post Office in Dublin   Sackville Street The Easter Rebellion left the centre of Dublin devastated 

10. The Proclamation of the Irish Republic In the name of God and of the dead generations from which she receives her old tradition of nationhood … …We declare the right of the people of Ireland to the ownership of Ireland and to the unfettered control of Irish destinies, to be sovereign and indefeasible… …We place the cause of the Irish Republic under the protection of the Most High God, Whose blessing we invoke upon our arms…

11. The Wearing of The Green INSTRVOCAL Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the news that is going round The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish ground No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep - his colors can't be seen For there's a cruel law against the wearing of the green. I met with Naper Tandy and he took me by the hand And he said, "How's poor old Ireland and how does she stand?" She's the mosy distressful country that ever yet was seen For they're hangin men an' women for the wearing of the green And if the color we must wear is England's cruel Red Let it remind us of the blood that Ireland has shed Then pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod And never fear, "'twill take root there, tho' under foot 'tis trod". When the law can stop the blades of grass from growing as they grow And when the leaves in summer-time, their color dare not show Then I will change the color, too, I wear in my caubeen But 'til that day, please God, I'll stick to wearing of the Green. THE SHAMROCK It is one of Ireland's national emblems, and is used mainly by the Nationalist tradition. ST PATRICK is the patron saint of Ireland because he is credited with converting Ireland to Christianity in the 5th Century AD The GREEN represents Ireland, the "Emerald Isle", and its beautiful green countryside. The green landscape is the result of underlying limestone and frequent rains and mists RED CLENCHED FIST. The Clenched Fist is perhaps the strongest loyalist emblem in existence. it is very often seen on loyalist paramilitary murals, and is often depicted with barbed (filo uncinato) wire surrounding it, which is the official symbol of the Loyalist Prisoner's Aid group.  fishbone map 

12. Fishbone Map on “The Wearing of the Green” LanguageMusicSymbols close to people rich in imagery emphatic creates a sing-song effect was meant to be danced the shamrock St. Patrick the Irish green ground Irish History Irish Landscape Irish religion the British conquer of Ireland the fight between Republicans and Loyalists the carnages is green due to frequent rains the “Emerald Isle” the green derives from limestone belonging to diff. religions nurtures hatred The Wearing of the Green St. Patrick converted people to Christianity the British brought protestant religion Green ribbon Associated with the 1916 Easter Rising due to the seasonal decoration in churches during that period