St.Brigid and a slight paraphrasing of a line of Eavan Boland's poetry.
"How many daughters stood alone at a grave
and thought this of their mothers' lives?
That they were young in a country that hated a woman's body.
That they grew old in a country that hated a woman's body."
-Eavan Boland, Letters to the Dead, VII (from the collection 'Domestic Violence')
I originally had the James Joyce quote "Oh Ireland my first and only love, where Christ and Caesar are hand in glove" written in that scroll, but I bought a book of Eavan Boland's poems a week or two ago and her words seemed more fitting.