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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 229 |
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JOSEPH O'LEARY
(1790-1850)
WHISKEY, DRINK DIVINE
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HISKEY, drink divine! Why should drivelers bore us With the praise of wine While we've thee before us ? Were it not a shame,
Whilst we gayly fling thee To our lips of flame,
If we could not sing thee?
Whiskey, drink divine, etc.
Greek and Roman sung
Chian and Falernian — Shall no harp be strung
To thy praise, Hibernian ? Yes ! let Erin's sons —
Generous, brave, and frisky — Tell the world at once
They owe it to their whiskey —
Whiskey, drink divine, etc.
If Anacreon—who
Was the grape's best poet — Drank our mountain-dew
How his verse would show it! As the best then known, |
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