. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . The minstrels have seized their harps of gold.- sing such thrilling numbers,—^ ^ of the Brave, of old, rom their place of slumbers!.^^ .:kler rang, As the minstrel sang,Ajid the Son-burst oer them floated wide;While remembring the yokeWTiich their fiathers broke,. On for liberty, for liberty! the Jinians cried Idke clouds :: :iie nignt ice ZSorthmen came, Oer the vallev of Almhin lowering;While onsurd moved, in the light of its fame.That banner of Erin, towering.With the mingling shock.Rung cliff and rock,While, rank on rank,

. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . The minstrels have seized their harps of gold.- sing such thrilling numbers,—^ ^ of the Brave, of old, rom their place of slumbers!.^^ .:kler rang, As the minstrel sang,Ajid the Son-burst oer them floated wide;While remembring the yokeWTiich their fiathers broke,. On for liberty, for liberty! the Jinians cried Idke clouds :: :iie nignt ice ZSorthmen came, Oer the vallev of Almhin lowering;While onsurd moved, in the light of its fame.That banner of Erin, towering.With the mingling shock.Rung cliff and rock,While, rank on rank, Stock Photo
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. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . The minstrels have seized their harps of gold.- sing such thrilling numbers, —^ ^ of the Brave, of old, rom their place of slumbers!.^^ .:kler rang, As the minstrel sang, Ajid the Son-burst oer them floated wide;While remembring the yokeWTiich their fiathers broke, . On for liberty, for liberty! the Jinians cried Idke clouds :: :iie nignt ice ZSorthmen came, Oer the vallev of Almhin lowering;While onsurd moved, in the light of its fame.That banner of Erin, towering.With the mingling shock.Rung cliff and rock, While, rank on rank, the invaders ic-And the shout, that ^astOer the dying passd.Was victorv! victorv !—the Finians ctv.