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WAR SONG-
REMEMBER THE GLORIES OF BRIEN THE BRAVE*
Remember the glories of Brien the brave,
Tho' the days of the hero are o'er ; Tho' lost to Mononia'j', and cold in the grave,
He returns to KinkoraJ no more. That star of the field, which so often hath pour'd
Its beam on the battle, is set; But enough of its glory remains on each sword,
To light us to victory yet.
Mononia! when Nature embellish'd the tint
Of thy fields, and thy mountains so fair, Did she ever intend that a tyrant should print
The footstep of slavery there ? No! Freedom, whose smile we shall never resign,
Go, tell our invaders, the Danes, That 'tis sweeter to bleed for an age at thy shrine,
Than to sleep but a moment in chains.
* Brien Borombe, the great Blonarch of Ireland, who was killed at the battle of Clontarf, in the beginning of the 11th century, after having defeated the Danes in twenty-five engagements.
t Munster. f The palace of Brien.
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