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THE SPIRIT OF THE NATION. 31
Wlio seest how fallen their offspring be —
Our matrons' tears — our patriots' gore ;
We swear before high Heaven and thee,
The Saxon holds us slaves no more !
ii.
Our sun-burst on the Roman foe
Flash' d vengeance once in foreign field —
On Clontarf s plain lay scathed low
What power the Sea-kings fierce could wield !
Beinn Burb might say whose cloven shield
'Neath bloody hoofs was trampled o'er ;
And, by these memories high, we yield
Our limbs to Saxon chains no more !
in.
The clairseach wild, whose trembling string-
Had long the " song of sorrow" spoke,
Shall bid the wild Rosg-Cata* sing
The curse and crime of Saxon yoke.
And, by each heart his bondage broke —
Each exile's sigh on distant shore —
Each martyr 'neath the headsman's stroke —
The Saxon holds us slaves no more !
IV.
Send the loud war-cry o'er the main —
Your sun-burst to the breezes spread !
That slogan rends the heaven in twain —
The earth reels back beneath your tread !
Ye Saxon despots, hear, and dread —
Your march o'er patriot hearts is o'er —
That shout hath told — that tramp hath said,
Our country's sons are slaves no more !
Literally the " Eye of Battle" — the war-song of the bards.
Wlio seest how fallen their offspring be —
Our matrons' tears — our patriots' gore ;
We swear before high Heaven and thee,
The Saxon holds us slaves no more !
ii.
Our sun-burst on the Roman foe
Flash' d vengeance once in foreign field —
On Clontarf s plain lay scathed low
What power the Sea-kings fierce could wield !
Beinn Burb might say whose cloven shield
'Neath bloody hoofs was trampled o'er ;
And, by these memories high, we yield
Our limbs to Saxon chains no more !
in.
The clairseach wild, whose trembling string-
Had long the " song of sorrow" spoke,
Shall bid the wild Rosg-Cata* sing
The curse and crime of Saxon yoke.
And, by each heart his bondage broke —
Each exile's sigh on distant shore —
Each martyr 'neath the headsman's stroke —
The Saxon holds us slaves no more !
IV.
Send the loud war-cry o'er the main —
Your sun-burst to the breezes spread !
That slogan rends the heaven in twain —
The earth reels back beneath your tread !
Ye Saxon despots, hear, and dread —
Your march o'er patriot hearts is o'er —
That shout hath told — that tramp hath said,
Our country's sons are slaves no more !
Literally the " Eye of Battle" — the war-song of the bards.
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| Description | Ballads and songs by the writers of "The Nation", with original and ancient music, arranged for the voice and piano-forte. [Edited by Sir Charles G. Duffy.] Dublin: Published by James Duffy, 1845. |
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| Shelfmark | Glen.196 |
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| Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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| Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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