IRELAND.
Here’s to the land where shamrocks grow. Thickly in dear, old Ireland ! Here’s to the land where rivers flow, Gently thro’ dear, old Ireland! Here’s to the land where English came, Robbing our own, old Ireland ! / Here’s to the land that is their shame. Poor, broken-hearted Ireland ! * Here’s-to the land that could not lie Trampled, our dear, old Ireland I ■ Here’s to the men who’d gladly die. , Martyrs, for grand, old IrelandV Here’s to the men who fighting still, Live for our. dear, old Ireland! Here’s to the King whose Royal will, Gives Home Rule to Ireland ! ’ - Dunedin', July i. Angela, Hastings. Dunedin, July 4.
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New Zealand Tablet, 20 July 1911, Page 1355
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106IRELAND. New Zealand Tablet, 20 July 1911, Page 1355
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