The Foggy Dew
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As down the glen one Easter morn To a city fair rode I There armed lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by No fife did hum, no battle drum Did sound its dred tattoo But the Angelus bells o'er the Liffey's swell Rang out through the foggy dew Right proudly high over Dublin town They hung out the flag of war '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 huns with theirlong-range guns Sailed in through the foggy dew 'Twas Brittania bade our wild geese go That small nations might be free But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves On the shore of the gray North Sea But had they died by Pearse's side Or fought with Cathal Brugha Their names we would keep where the Fenians sleep 'Neath the shroud of the foggy dew But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell Rang mournfully and clear For those who died that Eastertide In the springing of the year And the world did gaze in deep amaze At those fearless men, but few Who bore the fight that freedom's light Might shine through the foggy dew
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