The post title, The Last of Ireland, echoes the sentiment stated by many down through the centuries, about this and probably every country. The leader of the 1916 Rising gave a
famous eulogy the year before, which ended: "the fools, the fools, the fools! — they have left us our Fenian dead, and while Ireland holds these graves, Ireland unfree shall never be at peace."
Not unlike W.B. Yeats poem,
September 13, which repeats these lines:
"Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,
It's with O'Leary in the grave."
I think the poem revolves around these lines. Posterity being defined as all one's ancestors, and/or all future generations. So posterity only wants the soul? Who will riddle with me?
Here is a recitation by the poet, Patrick Kavanagh himself, from 1963
It is
introduced with this words:
PATRICK KAVANAGH WAS a native of Monaghan but spent much of his adult life living in a house on Dublin’s Waterloo Road.
This week’s Dubliners features Kavanagh singing “If Ever You Go To Dublin Town”, from a recording made in 1963, four years before the death of the poet. Kavanagh’s words are tinged with irony and poignancy as he considers his own reputation and legacy.
Superb limning of lots there, that only a a cómhrá could honor. You'll be aware the Irish Hare is full of symbolism -
https://westcorkpeople.ie/columnists/the-irish-hare/