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For the Irish Delegates in Australia	A
	-
DO you want to hear a story	B
With a nobler praise than 'glory '	-
Of a man who loved the right like heaven and loathed the wrong like	C
hell	D
Then that story let me tell you	E
Once again though it as well you	E
Know as I the splendid story of the man they call Parnell	F
By the wayside of the nations	G
Lashed with whips and execrations	G
Helpless hopeless bleeding dying she the Maiden Nation lay	H
And the burthen of dishonour	B
Weighed so grievously upon her	B
That her very children hid their eyes and crept in shame away	H
And there as she was lying	I
Helpless hopeless bleeding dying	I
All her high born foes came round her fleering jeering as they said	J
'What is freedom fought and won for	B
She is down She's dead and done for '	-
And her weeping children shuddered as they crouched and whispered	K
'Dead '	-
Then suddenly up starting	I
All that throng before him parting	I
See a Man with firm step breaking through you central knot that gives	G
And as by some dear lost sister	B
He knelt down and softly kissed her	B
And he raised his pale proud face and cried 'She is not dead She lives	G
'O she lives I say and I here	B
I am come to fight and die here	B
For the love my heart has for her like a slow consuming fire	B
For the love of her low lying	I
For the hatred deep undying	I
Of the robber lords who struck and stabbed and trod her in the mire '	-
Then upon that cry bewildering	I
Some of them her hapless children	L
In their hearts there leaped up hope like light when night gives birth to	E
day	H
And as mocks and threats defied him	M
One by one they came beside him	M
Till they stood a band of heroes sombre desperate at bay	H
And the battle that they fought there	B
And the bitter truth they taught there	B
To the blinded Sister Nation suffering grievously alway	H
All the wrong and rapine past hers	G
Of her lords and her task masters	G
Is not this the larger hope of all as night gives birth to day	H
For the lords and liars are quaking	I
At the People's stern awaking	I
From their slumber of the ages and the Peoples slowly rise	G
And with hands locked tight together	B
One in heart and soul for ever	B
Watch the sun of Light and Liberty leap up into the skies	G
That's the story that's the story	B
With a nobler praise than 'glory '	-
Of the Man who loved the right like heaven and loathed the wrong like	I
hell	D
And with calm proud exultation	L
Bade her stand at last a nation	L
Ireland Ireland that is one name with the name of Charles Parnell	F

Francis William Lauderdale Adams

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