Traditional Folk Songs Of Many Nations

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There was a time, falsest of women!
When Breffni's good sword M-ould have sought That man, through a million of foemen,
Who dared but to doubt thee in thought! While now —0, degenerate daughter
Of Erin, how fall'n is thy fame! And through ages of bondage and slaughter,
Thy country shall bleed for thy shame.
Already the curse is upon her,
And strangers her valleys profane; They come to divide—to dishonor,
And tyrants they long will remain. But onward! the green banner rearing;
Go, flesh every sword to the, hilt; On our side is Virtue and Erin;
On theirs is the Saxon and Guilt.
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