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fr. charles o'neil - the foggy dew (but more accurate) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
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 pipe did hum, no battle drum, did sound its loud tattoo!
but the angelus bell o’er the liffey swell, rang out in the foggy dew!

[verse 2]
right proudly high in 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 britannia’s huns, with their great big guns sailed in through the foggy dew!

[verse 3]
oh the night fell black, and the rifles’ crack, made the perfidious albion reel
‘mid the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame, did shine o’er the lines of steel
by each shining blade a prayer was said; “that to ireland her sons be true!”
when the morning broke, still the war flag shook, out its fold in the foggy dew!

[verse 4]
’twas england bade our wild geese go, that “small nations might be free”
but their lonely graves are by suvla’s waves, or the fringe of the great north sea
oh, had they died by pe_rs_’s side or fought with cathal brugha!
their names we would keep where the fenians sleep, ‘neath the shroud of the foggy dew!

[verse 5]
oh the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
for those who died that eastertide, in the springing of the year
while the world did gaze, with deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few!
who bore the fight that freedom’s light, might shine through the foggy dew!
[verse 6]
back through the glen i rode again, my heart with grief was sore
for i parted with those gallant men, whom i will never see no more
but to and fro in my dreams i go, and i kneel and i pray for you!

[outro]
for slavery fled! o glorious dead! when you fell in the foggy dew!

- fr charles oneil

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