Volume: CBÉ 0190
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- (continued from previous page)was famous on the wing.
When wars of blood oer Europe spread
My ground I firmly stood.
Surrounded by those briny waves
My walls were made of wood
The entire ocean I command
The seas triumphant ride
My royal fleet no match can meet
Not in this world wide.
Such good and just and gracious lands
My empire I have made
That all the honest men rejoice
and the wicked are dismayed.
Scotland and Wales to me ne'er fail
Bring faithful to their King
And our Irish heroes stout and true(continues on next page)