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Air " The Boys of Wexford."

I. They say the cause is dead, boys, For which in olden days Our fathers dashed at freedom's call Through battle's lurid blaze ; That Ireland's tattered banner. That loved the mountain breeze, Has fled the land, Proscribed ana banned, To drop beyond the seas. But here's to gallant Tone, boys, Who longed to see unrolled, In pride again O'er marching men Our flashing Green and Gold. 11. They say that Ireland's sons, boys, Have lost the olden faith, When in her name her chieftains rushed With fervent zeal to death ; When from the tameless mountains Through pass and heathy glen, The clansmen poured, With pike and sword, To smite the Saxon men. But here's to fearless, Tone, boys, Whose name shall ever stand, A tower of light Throughout the night, To guide our conquering band, ill. No more with pike and gun, boys, We battle for the right, No marshalled lines of steel ablaze Fling back the •unburst' s light Buc yet, did Ireland need it, She'd find us ready, too, With smiting blade, And rushing raid, To wage the war anew. So here's to faithful Tone, boys, Whose hopes our hearts yet fill ; We'll guard his fame, And bless his name, And fight for freedom still I —Tfie Nation.

John T. Kelly.

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Bibliographic details

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XVIII, Issue 21, 19 September 1890, Page 20

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218

Air " The Boys of Wexford." New Zealand Tablet, Volume XVIII, Issue 21, 19 September 1890, Page 20

Air " The Boys of Wexford." New Zealand Tablet, Volume XVIII, Issue 21, 19 September 1890, Page 20