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frank harte - bodenstown churchyard كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
oh in bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave
and wildly around it the wintery winds rave;
small shelter i ween are the ruined walls there
when the storm sweeps over the plains of kildare

[verse 2]
once i lay on that sod, it lies over wolfe tone
and thought how he perished in prison alone
his friends unavenged and his country unfreed
“oh, bitter,” i cried, “is the patriot’s mead.”

[verse 3]
“how in him the heart of a woman combined
a heroic life and a governing mind
a martyr for ireland, his grave has no stone
his name seldom named, and his virtues unknown.”

[verse 4]
i was awoke from my dreams by the voice and a_tread
of a band what came into the home of the dead;
they carried no coffin, they carried no stone
and they stopped when they came to the grave of wolfe tone

[verse 5]
there were students and peasents, the wise and the brave
and an old man who knew him from cradle to grave
and the children who thought me hard_hearted when they
on that sanctified sod were forbidden to play
[verse 6]
oh but the old man who saw i was mourning there, said:
“we come, sir, to weep where young wolfe tone is laid
and we are going to raise him a monument, too
a plain one yet fit for the simple and true.”

[verse 7]
my heart overflowed and i clasped his old hand
and i blessed him and blessed every one in his band:
“sweet, sweet ’tis to find that such faith can remain
in the cause and the man so long vanquished and slain.”

[verse 8]
oh in bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave
and wildly around it the wintery winds rave;
far better they suit him the ruin and gloom
until ireland, a nation, might build him a tomb

- frank harte

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