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It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I

There Ireland’s lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by

No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo

But, the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey swell, rang out in the Foggy Dew

Right proudly high over Dublin town, they hung out the flag of war

For, 'twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar

And from the plains of Royal Meath, strong men came hurrying through

While Brittania’s sons with their long range guns, sailed in by the Foggy Dew

'Twas England bade our wild geese go that small nations might be free

But, their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waves on the fringe of the grey North

Sea

Oh, had they died by Pearse’s side, or fought with Valera true

Their graves we’d keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the hills of the Foggy

Dew

The bravest fell and the sullen bell rang mournfully and clear

For those who died that Easter tide in the springing of the year

And the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men and true

Who bore the fight that freedom’s light might shine through the Foggy Dew

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