THOUGHTS AT THE MUSEUM One would not hope to meet the concentrated poignancy of "Sixteen" but it's there in a grey-green coat of Casement's a pierced soiled hat, in the gilt of a solitary button and the photograph of many a young head held high. And the soul of it's wove in the letters there "We do not fear to die" "I do not fear to die" "I shall watch the fight from above"... Then a little boy says hushedly "Kevin Barry -- see"; and reads aloud the proclamation. Words, words, words, So many relics of those dead. Did they fight for symbols unseen? And will others again fight for words, for a veiled Kathleen -- or united for an undivided free land for soil that the people will care and share for a land with a home and a life for the like of the wan little fellow there? -- Eileen Brennan (1913- )