46. REVOLUTIONARY WAR IRISH SOLDIER'S POEM Revolutionary War poem almost undoubtedly written by an Irish soldier sent to North America to fight with the British forces, 1p. 12" x 8", [n.p., n.d., ca. 1776-1782], housed under glass in a ca. 1800 gilt wood frame. Four four-line verses and part of a fifth, with some notations and calculations at bottom, in part: "...O Fair you Well Sweet Island I never Shall see you more, My Very hearts A Bleeding To leave my native Shore, Our King he doth Command us and we must sail away, To fight the sons of Liberty In the north America. On the Seventeenth of June at the dawning of the day, Our fleet they set sail and Cast anker In the bay, Where many an Irish hero upon the ground did lay, That was killed and wounded in the north America." In the fourth verse, he adds: "The french the dutch the spanyards the[y] could no crueller be, Nor Use our Irish herows with more Barbaritty..." On verso appears a calligraphic presentation, "My Compliments," with the date 1786 which was likely added at a later date. Some archival tape repairs, overall light soiling, and light foxing. A highly unusual Revolutionary War era item! $1,500-2,000