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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Green Above The Red</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AIR--_Irish Molly O!_</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Full often when our fathers saw the Red above the Green,<br>They rose in rude but fierce array, with sabre, pike and _scian_,<br>And over many a noble town, and many a field of dead,<br>They proudly set the Irish Green above the English Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But in the end throughout the land, the shameful sight was seen--<br>The English Red in triumph high above the Irish Green;<br>But well they died in breach and field, who, as their spirits fled,<br>Still saw the Green maintain its place above the English Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they who saw, in after times, the Red above the Green<br>Were withered as the grass that dies beneath a forest screen;<br>Yet often by this healthy hope their sinking hearts were fed,<br>That, in some day to come, the Green should flutter o'er the Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sure 'twas for this Lord Edward died, and Wolfe Tone sunk serene--<br>Because they could not bear to leave the Red above the Green;<br>And 'twas for this that Owen fought, and Sarsfield nobly bled--<br>Because their eyes were hot to see the Green above the Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>V.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So when the strife began again, our darling Irish Green<br>Was down upon the earth, while high the English Red was seen;<br>Yet still we held our fearless course, for something in us said,<br>'Before the strife is o'er you'll see the Green above the Red.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VI.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And 'tis for this we think and toil, and knowledge strive to glean,<br>That we may pull the English Red below the Irish Green,<br>And leave our sons sweet Liberty, and smiling plenty spread<br>Above the land once dark with blood--_the Green above the Red_!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jealous English tyrant now has banned the Irish Green,<br>And forced us to conceal it like a something foul and mean;<br>But yet, by Heavens! he'll sooner raise his victims from the dead<br>Than force our hearts to leave the Green, and cotton to the Red!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'll trust ourselves, for God is good, and blesses those who lean<br>On their brave hearts, and not upon an earthly king or queen;<br>And, freely as we lift our hands, we vow our blood to shed<br>Once and for evermore to raise the Green above the Red.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Osborne+Davis">Thomas Osborne Davis</a><div class=q>
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Full often when our fathers saw the Red above the Green,
They rose in rude but fierce array, with sabre, pike and _scian_,
And over many a noble town, and many a field of dead,
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