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Verse transcribed by Sean Whelan (Enniscorthy, Wexford), Tintown Camp, 'on the second day of the fight for freedom':

'Oh God! to have fought, to have won, to have died
Defending the old flag
By sweet Slaney side.

Quote from Terence MacSwiney transcribed by Joe Harrington, Internee 3544, Tintown Camp No 3:

'No physical victory can compensate for spiritual surrender'

Signatures of P. Ó Maille and Domhnall Ó Chaomh (Tipperary), at Tintown No 3 Camp.

Note by P. Ó Rioghardán, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'Did you hear anything? Yes. They can't keep us long now.'

Verse transcribed by P. Bracken, Internee 3362 (Clonaslee, Laois), Hut 12, Tintown Camp:

'Remember me when this you see
Remember me forever
And don't forget the days we spent
in Tintown together'

Verse transcribed by M. Galvin, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'Silent and cold thou art now at rest
'Neath the sanctified sod, in the land thou loved best
Thro' tears and thro' sighs we think of the same
That the traitors have placed on Ireland's fair name
Oh! Rory O Connor thy name and thy story
Are engraved in our hearts and crowned there with glory.
Tho' thy pulse has stopped beating thy shade is to-day
With the loved ones who perished that old
Ireland might say
Tho' grim death awaits us we'll have not a sigh
For our own motto is Freedom for that Freedom we'll die
On the green sod of Erin, our life's blood will flow
Until Ireland a nation conquers the foe.'

Note entitled 'Fifth Day of Hunger Strike' by Thomas [Barclay], Druncomndra, Dublin:

'One thing that gives a tyrant his power is that he has the means to justify his tyranny'.

Verse transcribed by Séamus Ó Faoláin (Tullamore), Hut 12, Camp 3, Tintown:

'But the youngest, he speaks out bold and clearly
I have no ties of children or of wife
Let me die, but spare mu brother,
Who is more dearly loved by me than life.'

Quote by Patrick Pearse transcribed by Seosamh Mac Dáibhéid, Tintown No 3 Camp, on the second day of the [hunger] strike ('An dara lá de'n stailc'):

'Life springs from death, and from the graves of patriot men and women spring living nations.'

Verse transcribed by [D.]. Ledwidge, Camp Quartermaster, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'As the years were before me began
Shall the years be when we are no more
And between them the years of a man
Are as wares the wind drives to the shore.'