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Quote from Pádraig Pearse transcribed by Pádraig Ó Catháin (Carlow), the Long Hut, Tintown Camp:

'We know only one definition of freedom - it is Tone's definition, it is Mitchell's definition, it is Rossa's definition. Let no man blaspheme the cause which the dead generations of Ireland have served by calling it by any other name and definition, than by their name and definition.'

Verse transcribed by Walter A. Mitchell (Rahan, Offaly), Hut 3, Tintown No.2 Camp:

Just a greeting from a comrade
Who lies in chains with you
To show you that a gloomy past
Did not our souls subdue
May all the pleasures which this world
To freeman's life, doth give
Be yours in all your future days
When slaves no more shall live.'

Quote from a parody of Thomas Campbell's 'The Exile of Erin' transcribed by Liam Ó [Dulchaointigh], Tintown No 3 Camp, who ascribes this version to Rudyard Kipling:

'There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin
the dew on his thin robes was heavy and chill
Ere the dust from his brogues he fully had shaken
He was Member of Parliament introducing a Bill.

Quote by Terence MacSwiney transcribed by J. Hickey, Monstown, Cork:

'Death for some is in reserve
Before our flag can fly.'

Verse transcribed by Walter Mitchell (Offaly) entitled 'Arithmetic'.

Quote from Pádraig Pearse transcribed by Tom Watkins, No 3 Camp, Tintown:

'There are in every generation those who make the ultimate sacrifice with joy and laughter, and these are the salt of the generations, the heroes, who stand midway between God and man.'

Note by Padraig Ó Beolain (Patrick Boland), Ballycumber, in Hut 12, Tintown:

'Níl aon teinteáin mar do theinteán féin'

Quote from Oliver Goldsmith transcribed by Patrick Boland (Castletown, Ballycumber, Offaly), Tintown No 3 Camp

'The patriots flatter still shall wisdom find
An equal portion dealt to all mankind'

Signature of Séamus Ó Riain, tintown No 3 Camp, with the note:

'An séadh lá de'n stailc' (the sixth day of [hunger] strike).

Note by Edward Dunne (Clonaslee, Laois), Tintown No 2 Camp:

'Give real champagne
to your best friends
Give real pain to your sham friends
Just a few from a bashful poet.'