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1. The Fenians

   

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   The Fenians

   The blood-thirsty Fenians were seen
   Swarming over the country of Cahirciveen
   Coming down from the mountain and from the waves
   Fast unearthing their rifles from ditches and racks
   Their leaders some wild-looking men from New York

   But all their labours were spend in rain
   For friends and neighbours through hill and plain
   Gave the sheltering hand and heart of truth
   To the mad brave land of Iveragh's youth
   Who struck at nought but the alien laws
   And whose hearts were hot in their country's cause

   Hurrah for the peasants of Caherciveen!
   No bolder or braver in Ireland are seen,
   No Soldiers more true to the banner of green,
   Than the free-hearted peasants of Caherciveen!

   Oh, who could like slaves, looking out on that scene,
   On those valleys decked bright in their emerald sheen,
   On the heaven-kissing mountains that stand up between,
   And the wave-beaten headlands of Caherciveen!

   Then joy be the lot of that race bold and keen,

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