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The Tara Monster Meeting. On the fifteenth day of August, Iu the year of Forty Three, That glorious day, I well may say, Recorded it will be, On the royal hill of Tara, Where thousands did prevail In union's bonds to join their hands, To sign for the repeal. Such a grand sight was never seen, Nor will till time's no more ; Its lasting fame shall long remain Around Hibernia's shore. No pen or talent can describe The glories of that day, As there was seen on Tara's green, A matchless grand display. There was Wexford, Wicklow, and Kildare, Sweet Dublin, and Ardee, West Meath, King's County, and Dundalk, lost charming for to see, Ba'intree, Trim, and Bective, With Kellnaven and Kinsale, Cn the royal hill of Tara stood. To sign for the Repeal. I topp'd the hill with heart and will, And cast my eyes around. With a charming consternation, I viewed from the rising graund, The approaching legions of the earth Advancing from afar. With floating flags and beating drum, Like thundering claps of war. I thus proceeded farther. Through a splendid arch did past, Where I behold some thousands On the hill attending mass. So many being uncovered In a pious holy strain, For to describe the charming sight It fluctuates my brain. To see the flags of Drogheda, With their harmonious band. With sacred pious music Round the corpses' grave did stand. Where is the heart that could not feel Or eye refuse a tear, To see these murdered victims. For their country sleeping there.
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Probable period of publication:
1860-1880 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.178.A.2(065)
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