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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 209 |
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A NATION ONCE AGAIN |
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HEN boyhood's fire was in my blood, 1 read of ancient freemen, |
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For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, Three Hundred men and Three men.1 And then I prayed I yet might see
Our fetters rent in twain, And Ireland, long a province, be A Nation once again. |
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And, from that time, through wildest woe
That hope has shone, a far light; Nor could love's brightest summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight: It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field, and'fane; Its angel voice sang round my bed,
"A Nation once again." |
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It whispered, too, that " freedom's ark
And service high and h61y, Would be profaned by feelings dark,
And passions vain or lowly: For freedom comes from God's right hand,
And needs a godly train; And righteous men must make our land
A Nation once again."
1 The Three Hundred Greeks who died at Thermopylae, and the Three Romans who kept the Sublician Bridge.—Pavis, |
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