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I walked through Ballinderry in the spring time	A
When the bud was on the tree	B
And I said in every fresh ploughed field beholding	C
The sowers striding free	B
Scattering broadside forth the corn in golden plenty	B
On the quick seed clasping soil	D
Even such this day among the fresh stirred hearts of Erin	E
Thomas Davis is thy toil	D
	-
I Sat by Ballyshannon in the summer	F
And saw the salmon leap	G
And I said as I beheld the gallant creatures	H
Spring glittering from the deep	G
Through the spray and through the prone heaps striving onward	I
To the calm clear streams above	J
So seekest thou thy native founts of freedom Thomas Davis	K
In thy brightness of strength and love	J
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I stood in Derrybawn in the autumn	L
And I heard the eagle call	M
With a clangorous cry of wrath and lamentation	L
That filled the wide mountain hall	M
O'er the bare deserted place of his plundered eyrie	B
And I said as he screamed and soared	N
So callest thou thou wrathful soaring Thomas Davis	K
For a nation's rights restored	N
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And alas to think but now and thou art lying	C
Dear Davis dead at thy mother's knee	B
And I no mother near on my own sick bed	O
That face on earth shall never see	B
I may lie and try to feel that I am dreaming	C
I may lie and try to say Thy will be done	L
But a hundred such as I will never comfort Erin	L
For the loss of the noble son	L
	-
Young husbandman of Erin's fruitful seed time	A
In the fresh track of danger's plough	P
Who will walk the heavy toilsome perilous furrow	Q
Girt with freedom's seed sheets now	P
Who will banish with the wholesome crop of knowledge	R
The daunting weed and the bitter thorn	L
Now that thou thyself art but a seed for hopeful planting	C
Against the Resurrection morn	L
	-
Young salmon of the flood tide of freedom	L
That swells round Erin's shore	S
Thou wilt leap against their loud oppressive torrent	T
Of bigotry and hate no more	S
Drawn downward by their prone material instinct	U
Let them thunder on their rocks and foam	V
Thou hast leapt aspiring soul to founts beyond their raging	C
Where troubled waters never come	L
	-
But I grieve not Eagle of the empty eyrie	B
That thy wrathful cry is still	W
And that the songs alone of peaceful mourners	H
Are heard to day on Earth's hill	W
Better far if brothers' war be destined for us	K
God avert that horrid day I pray	X
That ere our hands be stained with slaughter fratricidal	W
Thy warm heart should be cold in clay	W
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But my trust is strong in God Who made us brothers	H
That He will not suffer their right hands	Y
Which thou hast joined in holier rites than wedlock	Z
To draw opposing brands	Y
Oh many a tuneful tongue that thou madest vocal	W
Would lie cold and silent then	L
And songless long once more should often widowed Erin	L
Mourn the loss of her brave young men	L
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Oh brave young men my love my pride my promise	K
'Tis on you my hopes are set	A2
In manliness in kindliness in justice	K
To make Erin a nation yet	A2
Self respecting self relying self advancing	C
In union or in severance free and strong	B2
And if God grant this then under God to Thomas Davis	K
Let the greater praise belong	B2

Sir Samuel Ferguson

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