Volume: CBÉ 0221
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0221, Page 0193
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- (continued from previous page)We slew them on the hillsides there and the plains below its level.
and the only man to escape that day was pitch cap Tom the Devil"
In Enniscorthy's blazing street's and Goreys crimson town
Before those fearless pikemen the English red went down
From Vinegar hill of redden blade we march to Wexford fair
And high above her battered walls the green flag floated there.
And then you know as Kelly told
the way we fought at Ross
That day of dire disaster of blood and ruin and loss.
Whatever the fate o'ertakes this land when I'm no more
Brave hearts shall bless the sagarts name which love for them Erin bore
Ten thousand graves in Irish soil for English soldiers made, and would ten thousand ore have added(continues on next page)