Show For tho HzRALD IHNlSFAiL V BT RICH UD SMITH t 0 Ireland of story for hundreds of years Tby Idle have clankid out a chorus of woe And the natiOn have looted on unmoved V V un-moved by thy tears V Nor flunir one reproach at thy merci lets foes foe-s old as the tracings of bist < rvs penT pen-T y name through the ages has lived on unstained And thy sons take tbe first rank of fame among men Yet Erin a captive afflicted and chained O Uar InnTsfail now the voice tf thy pain King wilder and louder than eer in the post And freedom would rally thy children 1K in Atd fling nut thy banner to viitry at last V The blood of the bravo shall be poured out once more And sprinkle the atar or freedom and right1 And the smoke or tby offering envelope thy shore Until Heaven grant the blessings of freedom and light Li there one of thy children unworthy the name Of the Und cf their birth of the land of their sires Who would elton on umoved in the bondage of sht me Who could rest till the hit hope of slavery expired T Let big name be accund among all of our race And his grave be the grave cf tho coward cow-ard and slave While tbo Patriot shall live in whatilory hall trace On the tablets of fame or the tombs of the brave |