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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548602" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clare's Dragoons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When, on Ramillies' bloody field,<br>The baffled French were forced to yield,<br>The victor Saxon backward reeled<br>Before the charge of Clare's Dragoons.<br>The Flags we conquered in that fray<br>Look lone in Ypres' choir, they say,<br>We'll win them company to-day,<br>Or bravely die like Clare's Dragoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viva la, for Ireland's wrong! <br>Viva la, for Ireland's right! <br>Viva la, in battle throng,<br>For a Spanish steed, and sabre bright! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The brave old lord died near the fight,<br>But, for each dropp he lost that night,<br>A Saxon cavalier shall bite<br>The dust before Lord Clare's Dragoons.<br>For never, when our spurs were set,<br>And never, when our sabres met,<br>Could we the Saxon soldiers get<br>To stand the shock of Clare's Dragoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viva la, the New Brigade! <br>Viva la, the Old one, too! <br>Viva la, the rose shall fade,<br>And the shamrock shine for ever new! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another Clare is here to lead,<br>The worthy son of such a breed; <br>The French expect some famous deed,<br>When Clare leads on his bold Dragoons.<br>Our Colonel comes from Brian's race,<br>His wounds are in his breast and face,<br>The bearna baoghail[81] is still his place,<br>The foremost of his bold Dragoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viva la, the New Brigade! <br>Viva la, the Old one, too! <br>Viva la, the rose shall fade,<br>And the shamrock shine for ever new! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's not a man in squadron here<br>Was ever known to flinch or fear; <br>Though first in charge and last in rere,<br>Have ever been Lord Clare's Dragoons; <br>But see! we'll soon have work to do,<br>To shame our boasts, or prove them true,<br>For hither comes the English crew,<br>To sweep away Lord Clare's Dragoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viva la, for Ireland's wrong! <br>Viva la, for Ireland's right! <br>Viva la, in battle throng,<br>For a Spanish steed and sabre bright! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! comrades! think how Ireland pines,<br>Her exiled lords, her rifled shrines,<br>Her dearest hope, the ordered lines,<br>And bursting charge of Clare's Dragoons.<br>Then fling your Green Flag to the sky.<br>Be 'Limerick' your battle-cry,<br>And charge, till blood floats fetlock-high,<br>Around the track of Clare's Dragoons! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Viva la, the New Brigade! <br>Viva la, the Old one, too! <br>Viva la, the rose shall fade,<br>And the shamrock shine for ever new!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song, lyrics by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Davis">Thomas Davis</a><div class=q>
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