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1. Erin's Flag (continued)

   

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   And we'll swear by the bones in each coffinless bed,
   That we'll battle the Briton through danger and dread;
   That we'll cling to the cause which we glory to wed,
   Till the gleam of our steel and the shock of our lead
   Shall prove to our foe that we meant what we said-
   That we'll life up the Green, and we'll tear down the Red!
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   Lift up the Green flag! Oh it wants to go home;
   Full long has its lot been to wander and roam.
   It has followed the fate of its sons o'er the world,
   But its folds like their hopes, are not faded nor furled.
   Like a weary-winged bird, to the East and the West
   It has flitted and fled-but it never shall rest
   Till, pluming its pinions it sweeps o'er the main,
   And speeds to the shores of its old home again,
   Where its fetterless folds o'er each mountain and plain
   Shall wave with a glory that never shall wane.
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   Take it up! Take it up! Bear it back from afar!
   That banner must blaze 'mid the lightnings of way.
   Lay your hands on its folds, life your gaze to the sky,
   And swear that you'll bear it triumphant or die,
   And shout to the claus scattered far o'er the earth
   To join in the march to the land of their birth;
   And where-ever the exiles, 'neath heaven's broad dome,
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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   P. Mc Donagh

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Tobercurry, Co. Sligo

   Informant

   Miss A. Armstrong

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Tobercurry, Co. Sligo