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3AKT0 1. A KEPPOCH SONG. 25
From Saxon battles I now cease,
The pass to guard — let that suffice.
My galleys rigg'd, my sails I hoize,
Lorie* on the poop uprise;
My flag display'd, my blanket blue,
Aloft it waves, right fair to view:
Landed on Hibernia's shore,
Sad scenes of ravage I deplore:
Her smoaking ruins my mind assail,
And for a time does grief prevail.
Fair hope now cheers my pensive breast,
Shades of departed heroes rest!
Fierce Lochlin's force may be repell'd,
And the proud foe to fly compell'd:
Shades of my fathers me now aid,
Your mighty deeds me not upbraid !
Hibernia's drooping force I join,
Th' high command to me they assign.
Soon with the foe we do engage,
With martial vie our breasts do rage.
What mighty deeds now raise our fame,
How bards exalt each hero's name;
What streams of blood, what hills of slain,
Swell each mead, and mark each plain:
* Lonmer, the name of a piper.
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