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1. Unpublished Irish Songs - The Rising of '67 (continued)

   

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   Ascended into Heaven.
   Prayers for freedom like the slave
   Who is anxious to be free,
   But lay unanswered till the grave
   Gives him his liberty.

   O'Sullivan, seeing he was betrayed
   Called Murphy to his side
   "Oh God! Can he be false?" he cried,
   Far better that he died.
   Go bring me Moore and Daly,
   Fall in! Dress! By your right,
   Our bayonets fixed, we are betrayed
   By Corydon this night."

   O'Brien then moved along the ranks
   He wore a sash of green,
   "We're here", said he, "in Erin's Cause
   To see what all this means.
   We are betrayed yet there are hearts left
   As true as e'er had been
   To strike one blow for Erin's Isle
   And her down-trodden green."

   "Four rights", that was the grim command
   They march right through the town
   Tim Daly leads the foremost rank

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Mrs Cotter

   Gender

   Female

   Age

   c. 55

   Address

   Carrigane, Co. Cork

   Informant

   James Moore

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   c. 60

   Address

   Ballyrichard More, Co. Cork