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248 UNDAUNTED LONDONDERRY.
fed on the bodies of the dead were eagerly hunted and slain. The courage and self-devotion of the defenders, animated by a lofty public spirit and sustained by religious zeal, were at last rewarded by a glorious triumph, and will never cease to be celebrated with pride and enthusiasm by the Protestants of Ireland.
The ballad is here given as printed in Croker's Historical Songs of Ireland, p. 46, from a black letter copy in the British Museum. The whole title runs thus: Undaunted Londonderry ; or, the Victorious Protestants' constant success against the proud French and Irish Forces. To the Tune of Lilli Borlero.
Protestant boys, both valliant and stout,
Fear not the strength and frown of Rome, Thousands of them are put to the rout,
Brave Londonderry tells 'urn their doom. For their cannons roar like thunder, 5
Being resolved the town to maintain For William and Mary, still brave Londonderry
Will give the proud French and Tories their bane.
Time after time, with powder and balls,
Protestant souls they did 'um salute, 10
That before Londonderry's stout walls
Many are slain and taken to boot. Nay, their noble Duke of Berwick,
Many reports, is happily tane,
13. In a sally which was made by the garrison towards the end of April, the Duke of Berwick is said to have received a slight wound in the back.