The Best 9 Irish Funeral Poems

Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never ‘Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain. While that placid sleep came o’er thee Which thou ne’er canst know again; Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show! Then thou wouldst at last discover ‘Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee– Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another’s woe: Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus be torn away: Still thine own its life retaineth, Still must mine, though bleeding, beat; And the undying thought which paineth Is – that we no more may meet. These are words of deeper sorrow Than the wail above the dead; Both shall live, but every morrow Wake us from a widow’d bed. And when thou wouldst solace gather, When our child’s first accents flow, Wilt thou teach her to say ‘Father!’ Though his care she must forego? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is press’d Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think of him thy love had bless’d! Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may’st see, Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know; All my hopes where’er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken; Pride, which not a world could bow, Bows to thee–by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now: But ’tis done–all words are idle­ Words from me are vainer still; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. Fare thee well! thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie Sear ‘d in heart, and lone, and blighted, More than this I scarce can die.

Oh all the time that e’er I spent, I spent it in good company; And any harm that e’er I’ve done, I trust it was to none but me; May those I’ve loved through all the years Have memories now they’ll e’er recall; So fill me to the parting glass, Goodnight, and joy be with you all. Oh all the comrades that e’er I had, Are sorry for my going away; And all the loved ones that e’er I had Would wish me one more day to stay. But since it falls unto my lot That I should leave and you should not, I’ll gently rise and I’ll softly call Goodnight, and joy be with you all. Of all good times that e’er we shared, I leave to you fond memory; And for all the friendship that e’er we had I ask you to remember me; And when you sit and stories tell, I’ll be with you and help recall; So fill to me the parting glass, God bless, and joy be with you all.

Let us gather, hearts entwined, To celebrate a life, a love divine, Our dear one, a soul so bright, A testament to love, and life's sweet flight. We'll share our memories, laugh and cry, Recount the moments, days gone by, Your spirit lingers, a gentle breeze, The Irish wake, forever at ease. With joy and sorrow, we'll raise our voice, In honor of the life, that was your choice, Our dear one, a love so true, A celebration of life, in skies so blue.

May the blessed sunlight shine on you Like a great peat fire, So that strangers and friends may come And warm themselves at it. And may light shine out of the two eyes of you, Like a candle set in the window of a house, Bidding the wanderer come in out of the storm. And may the blessing of the rain be on you, May it beat upon your Spirit And wash it fair and clean, And leave there a shining pool Where the blue of Heaven shines, And sometimes a star. And may the blessing of the earth be on you, Soft under your feet as you pass along the roads, Soft under you as you lie out on it, Tired at the end of day; And may it rest easy over you When, at last, you lie out under it. May it rest so lightly over you That your soul may be out From under it quickly; Up and off and on its way to Heaven. And now may Spirit bless you, And bless you kindly.

In Irish skies, where laughter rings, A memory of joy, a love that clings, Your humor, a treasure, a gift you'd share, In moments tough, you'd show your care. We'll miss the laughter, your jokes, your fun, But cherish the moments, one by one, For in our hearts, you'll always stay, Laughter in the Irish skies, in memory's play. Our dear one, forever near, A love eternal, undying, clear, In laughter's embrace, we find our peace, A love unbroken, a bond that's ceaseless.

In life's sweet journey, your greatness shone, A love divine, a spirit strong, You stood for truth, faced battles unseen, An Irish heart, a love that's keen. Your love, a force, so pure, so true, A great person, through and through, Though you're gone, your memory stays, Irish legacy, through darkest days. We'll honor your life, your memory hold, A love unwavering, a story untold, Our dear one, forever near, Irish legacy, in memory clear.

May the roads rise up to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, May the rains fall soft upon fields And until we meet again May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

In fields of green, where shadows fall, I long for your presence, your laughter's call, I miss the days we'd dance and sing, Side by side, in love's sweet ring. In gentle silence, your love remains, Through joy and sorrow, life's sweet refrains, An Irish spirit, a love so true, Emerald memories, I miss you. In whispered prayers, I'll find my peace, A love unbroken, a bond that's ceaseless, My dear one, forever near, Emerald memories, undying, clear.

In rolling hills, where memories bloom, Our love, entwined, forever consumes, I appreciate the time we shared, The laughter, joy, and endless care. Your presence, a gift in life's sweet dance, A cherished bond, a love's expanse, Though you're gone, your spirit stays, Celtic gratitude, through joy and pain. My dear one, I'll hold so close, A grateful heart, a love that grows, For even in darkness, a love shines bright, An appreciation of life, in memory's light.