The Parade
Private Will Stokes, in Leslie’s Weekly. Oh, she stood upon the sidewalk as the troops marched grandly by, With the clang o’ arms an’ music kindlin’ glory in her eye, An’ my heart went thumpin’, jumpin’, till I hardly trod the ground When she smiled an’ nodded to me, the’ I dassn’t turn around. But the face o’ her, • The face o’ her Went floatin’ on before, An’ the grace o' her. The grace o’ her— Me colleen bawn astore ! A ringin’, swingin’ quickstep led the reg’merit straight along ; From winder, roof, an’ balcony bright flags an’ buntin’ hung; An’ frien’ly thousands cheered us, but I only lied in view A snowy bit o’ kerchief an’ two eyes o’ Irish blue. For the sight o’ her, The sight o’ her Is sweet as heaven to me, An’ the right to her, The right to her— Acushla gra machree !
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Southland Times, Issue 13501, 18 July 1896, Page 1 (Supplement)
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150The Parade Southland Times, Issue 13501, 18 July 1896, Page 1 (Supplement)
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