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1. The Patriot Lovers (continued)

   

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   There, raised on high the flag of green
   Fluttering in the air,
   The Wexford men in soldier mien,
   And Wicklow's sons were there.
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   And nearer still the foe advanced,
   The musket loud did roar.
   The sunbeams in their sabres danced.
   The heath is red with gore.
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   And Larry's foremost in the fray,
   His gun he swings full round.
   And in a thrice there prostate lay,
   Three redcoats on the ground.
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   But soon a blow came from behind,
   Which stretched him in his gore,
   Upon the reeking heath he lies,
   Alas! to rise no more.
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   Full forty summers passed away,
   O'er Vinegar's stately hill,
   And yet beneath its sacred clay,
   The patriot dead sleep still.
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   And Mary o'er the rebel's grave,
   Each morn prays and weeps.

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Kitty Cronin

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Coolagh More, Co. Cork

   Informant

   Mrs A. O' Driscoll

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Coolagh More, Co. Cork