Foggy Dew

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1. Foggy Dew-:--

   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 fife did hum nor battle drum
   did sound it’s dread tatoo
   But the Angelus bell
   o’er the Liffey swell
   rang out through the foggy dew
   Right proudly high over Dublin Town
   they hung out the flag of war
   ‘Twas better to die ‘neath an Irish sky
   than at Sulva or Sud El Bar
   And from the plains of Royal Meath
   strong men came hurrying through
   While Britannia’s Huns,
   with their long range guns
   sailed in through the foggy dew
   But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell
   rang mournfully and clear
   For those who died that Eastertide
   in the springing of the year
   And the world did gaze, in deep amaze
   at those fearless men, but few
   Who bore the fight
   that freedom’s light
   might shine through the foggy dew
   Ah, back through the glen I rode again
   and my heart with grief was sore
   For I parted then with valiant men
   whom I never shall see more
   But to and fro in my dreams I go
   and I’d kneel and pray for you
   For slavery fled,
   O glorious dead,
   When you fell in the foggy dew