Saint Fiech’s Metrical Life of Saint Patrick

I

At Nemthur Saint Patrick was born,
      As history handed it down;
And when but sixteen years of age,
      A captive was led from that town.

II

Siccoth was Saint Patrick’s first name;
      His father Calphurn without miss;
His grandfather Otide was styled;
      He was nephew of Deacon Odisse.

III

Six years did he live in dark bonds,
      And the food of the Gentile ate not;
And Cathraige by men he was called,
      Since to work for four homes was his lot.

IV

To the servant of Milcho ’twas said
      To pass o’er the seas and the plain;
Then stood angel Victor on rock,
      And his footprints to this day remain.

V

Departed Saint Patrick o’er Alps–
      On his way all successful he hies;
And with German remained in the South
      ’Neath Letavia’s wide-spreading skies.

VI

In the isles of the Tyrrhenian sea
      Saint Patrick some period awaits,
And as canon with German he reads,
      As his history still to us states

VII

To Hibernia Saint Patrick returned,
      By visions from angels induced;
For visions to him appeared oft,
      And his mind to subjection reduced.

VIII

Soul-saving was Patrick’s intent,
      For ’twas to far Foclut’s dark flood;
He had heard the entreaty and wail
      Of children in Foclut’s far woods.

IX

For asked they the saint to make haste
      And Letavia’s wide lands desert,
That from error’s dark ways Eire’s men
      He might in life’s pathways direct.

X

Foretold Eire’s seers years of peace,
      Which were to remain through all time;
But the grandeurs of Tara the proud
      Were to vanish in dust, as earth’s slime.

XI

To Leary, the monarch, Druids told
      Of the advent of Patrick the saint;
And their visions were true, as we know
      From the facts which his histories paint.

XII

Renowned was Saint Patrick through life,
      And of error he was a dire foe;
Hence for ever his name shall be grand
      Among the nations, as ages shall flow.

XIII

The Apocalypse sang he, and hymns,
      And three fifty full psalms, day by day;
He instructed and praised and baptized,
      And all time he continued to pray.

XIV

Nor could any cold e’er prevent
      That he stayed in the water o’er nights;
And to gain the grand kingdom of heaven,
      Through the day he used preach on the heights.

XV

By the far-famous fount of the North,
      Benibarka! thy waters sha’n't cease;
For a hundred full psalms he used sing
      Each night the Lord’s praise to increase.

XVI

Then he slept on a cold bed of stone,
      And with a wet cover was dressed;
A stone was his pillow each night–
      Such, such was the saint’s nightly rest.

XVII

To the people the Gospel was preached,
      With power and with miracles signed;
The blind and the lepers were cured,
      And Death his dead subjects resigned.

XVIII

Saint Patrick did preach to the Scots,
      And in Letavia much he endured,
That whom he had won to the Lord
      In Judgment’s dread day be secured.

XIX

Emir’s and proud Erimon’s sons
      A demon contrived to ensnare;
And them did dread Satan engulf
      In the dark, fearful depths of his lair,

XX

Until our apostle arrived,
      Who rescued and set them all free,
Through sixty long years of his life
      To Christ’s cross the brave Fenians flee.

XXI

Great darkness o’er Eire was spread,
      And its people their idols adored,
Nor in the true Godhead believed,
      Nor the Trinity, too, of the Lord.

XXII

At Armagh the realm’s throne has been placed,
      To Emania a glory to be;
And far-famed is Dundalethglas church,
      Nor let fame from Temoria flee.

XXIII

To Armagh, in his infirm old age,
      Saint Patrick desired much to go;
But God’s angel at noon met the saint,
      And induced him his wish to forego.

XXIV

Southward to the angel he came
      (For Victor had been his good guide),
And the bush in which Victor appeared
      Burned bright, and a voice from it cried:

XXV

“At Armagh let the government be,
      And to Christ let all glory be brought;
Indeed, thou shalt come unto heaven;
      Thou obtainedst, because thou hadst sought.

XXVI

“A hymn which you sing while alive
      Shall to Celts a proud armament be;
And at judgment the Irish surround
      Their father, their patron, in thee.”

XXVII

After Patrick, good Tassach remained;
      When Patrick to Tassach Christ gave,
Tassach said: “He from me shall receive”;
      And the prediction of Tassach was grave.

XXVIII

For the night was installed a bright day,
      And that day for one year did remain;
So that over all Eire the fair
      Light’s brilliance and brightness did reign.

XXIX

Bethoron a battle beheld
      Of great Nun against Chanaan’s sons,
In which Gabaon saw the sun stand,
      As the Scriptural narrative runs.

XXX

For brave Josue stood the bright sun
      To witness the wicked all slain;
Why not for Saint Patrick thrice more
      To illumine Hibernia’s plain?

XXXI

For all Eire’s good clergy were come
      To bury Saint Patrick with pride;
And the sounds of the singing from heaven
      Cast them sleeping all round, far and wide.

XXXII

Saint Patrick’s pure soul fled his frame
      (His works immortality make);
And on the first night after death,
      The angels of God watched his wake.

XXXIII

And when Patrick departed from life,
      To the other Saint Patrick came he;
And to Jesus, of Mary the Son,
      The two passed, bright and pure, great and free.

XXXIV

In Patrick pride’s stain was not found;
      And great were the works that adorn
This good son of Christ, Mary’s Son!
      With God’s blessing Saint Patrick was born.

- written in the Irish Language about 1,400 years ago