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White Cockade (King Charles)

The White Cockade (King Charles)

The White Cockade (King Charles)

KING CHARLES he is King James's son,
And from a royal line is sprung ;
Then up with shout, and out with blade,
And we'll raise once more the white cockade.

0 my dear, my fair-hair'd youth,
Thou yet hast hearts of fire and truth ;
Then up with shout, and out with blade
We'll raise once more the white cockade.

My young men's hearts are dark with woe;
On my virgins' cheeks the grief-drops flow;
The sun scarce lights the sorrowing day.
Since our rightful prince went far away;

He's gone, the stranger holds his throne ;
The royal bird far off is flown :
But up with shout, and out with blade
We'll stand or fall with the white cockade,

No more the cuckoo hails the spring,
The woods no more with the stanch- hounds ring;
The song from the glen, so sweet before,
Is hush'd since Charles has left our shore.
The prince is gone : but he soon will come,
With trumpet sound, and with beat of drum:
Then up with shout, and out with blade
Huzza for the right and the white cockade.

Translated from the Gaelic, by J. J. Callanan.
 Born 1795. Died 1829.
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