{"id":1092,"date":"2008-01-17T03:20:34","date_gmt":"2008-01-17T07:20:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2008\/01\/17\/the-word-knell-is-in-a-lot-of-his-stuff\/"},"modified":"2008-01-17T03:20:34","modified_gmt":"2008-01-17T07:20:34","slug":"the-word-knell-is-in-a-lot-of-his-stuff","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/2008\/01\/17\/the-word-knell-is-in-a-lot-of-his-stuff\/","title":{"rendered":"The word ‘knell’ is in a lot of his stuff."},"content":{"rendered":"

Extracted from The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore, Collected by Himself with Explanatory Notes<\/a>.<\/p>\n

As by the shore, at break of day,
\nA vanquished chief expiring lay,
\nUpon the sands, with broken sword,
\n       He traced his farewell to the free;
\nAnd there the last unfinished word
\n       He dying wrote, was “Liberty!”<\/p>\n

At night a sea-bird shrieked the knell
\nOf him who thus for freedom fell;
\nThe words he wrote, ere evening came,
\n       Were covered by the sounding sea; \u2014
\nSo pass away the cause and name
\n       Of him who dies for liberty!<\/p>\n

Thomas Moore<\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Extracted from The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore, Collected by Himself with Explanatory Notes. As by the shore, at break of day, A vanquished chief expiring lay, Upon the sands, with broken sword,        He traced his farewell to the free; And there the last unfinished word        He dying wrote, was “Liberty!” At night a sea-bird shrieked the knell Of… Read more →<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[8],"tags":[204,202,203,194],"class_list":["post-1092","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-futility","tag-irishmen","tag-liberty","tag-poem","xfolkentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5UQvw-hC","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1092","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1092"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1092\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1092"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1092"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.chrismclaren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1092"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}