South Songs: From the Lays of Later DaysThomas Cooper De Leon Greenwood Press, 1977 - 153 pages |
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Page 34
... Neath Erin's flag , with its glad sunburst , Was Emmett , the first in that martyr van , Whose blood makes sacred the gibbet accursed , Where they died for the rights of man . There was Light - Horse Harry , the first in the fray ...
... Neath Erin's flag , with its glad sunburst , Was Emmett , the first in that martyr van , Whose blood makes sacred the gibbet accursed , Where they died for the rights of man . There was Light - Horse Harry , the first in the fray ...
Page 43
... Neath a blow swift and mighty , the tyrant shall fall ! Vain ! vain ! to his God swells the desolate call ! For his grave has been hollowed and woven his pall , As they passed o'er the River . A Poem that needs no Dedication . " - ) The ...
... Neath a blow swift and mighty , the tyrant shall fall ! Vain ! vain ! to his God swells the desolate call ! For his grave has been hollowed and woven his pall , As they passed o'er the River . A Poem that needs no Dedication . " - ) The ...
Page 94
... Though it cost a tear to part With the music they have made , Where the ones we loved are laid , With pale cheek and silent heart , ' Neath the bells . Melt the bells , melt the bells , Into cannon 94 Melt the Bells .
... Though it cost a tear to part With the music they have made , Where the ones we loved are laid , With pale cheek and silent heart , ' Neath the bells . Melt the bells , melt the bells , Into cannon 94 Melt the Bells .
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