Star.
London, England, 1822-08-19 00:00:00

THE SONS OF THE SHAMROCK.

A IiEW SONti, OS UIS NIAJESTY'S VISIT TO SCOTLANb,

Let the Xing co to Scotland, my jewel (says Pat),
He's in luck, if he finds such a welcome as that
He ree.ived from the Sons of the Shamrock.
$y my sm.L I'm mistaken, or, 'twizt Tor and you,
nater Sawney will find be's got something to do,
If he rivals the Sons of the Shamrock !
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lie must hinds up his bonnet, and stir well bit stomas,
For the fam'd J.nnd of Cakes will he put to her trumps,
Wltta she'vies with sons of the Shamrock!
AB her Lairds and her Lassies, though brave and is bonnie
As ever cut capers to bagpipe, my honey!
Must yield to the race of the Shamrock !
Ir t ber Clans and her Chieftains come down from their Highlands
Thous% they talk of their whiskey, what are they but drylands,
Conspired to the soil of the Shamrock?
In a glass of Potheen when old Erin be toasted,
It so el, send his heart, that, Gen bless him! he boasted
'Twas Irish, and true to the Shamrock!
With their broadswords, and bucklers, and bowmen, what noise ;
The shilelah's the true guard of honour, my boys!
!err a King, 'morsgst the Sons of the Shamrock.
Faith !he thought so himself, for he packed off bands,
At.d exulting to find himself safe in our bands,
Cried " Hurrah! for the Sons of the Shamrock !"

Let them fit up in state their old Helyrood
Let them t,w -1 'heir street ; :md knock down their Ohl walls,
What is that to the Sons of the Shamrock?
Npt a rut in his read did he find in our parts,
GEORGE
W a hen nce saw his way, dean and dear to our hearts
he came 'mongst the Sons of the Shamrock t!
The' they've bards of great fame, Scum and CAMTIFLLI a score!
I can harp it myself, tl gb net quite like Tom Moons,
In defence of the Sons of the Shamrock ;
We've been silent indeed, for what reason to sing,
Had peer Erin in praise of a Court or a King
Until GEOKGE touched the shores of the Shamrock?
Place the bonnet of Berce on his head, and 'tie odd,
Tito' they plume it with thistles quite fresh from their Sod,
If he does not prefer the green Shamrock;
For he always had taste, and can any man blame him,
Ilecause he lias sliewn he knew best what became ban,
And so decked his brews with the Shamrock !

k bloonis to all eyes—the cockade of his Crown,
I.ct us sec, my brave boys, who shall dare take it down,
In the face of the Sons of the Shamrock !
'tis there and untaded, his foes may go whistle!
And in vain shall the lads of the Rose and the Thistle
Hope to rival the Sons of the Shamrock!

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Thouith they strut in their tartans and kilts as they call 'em,
They're only short peiticoant—breeches would gall 'etn,
Tltcy're not like the Sons of the Shamrock !
But they look for all that, like tight fellows, and those
Who have tried them, swear they give very hard blows,
Although net like the Sons of the Shamrock !

But if they'n, so brisk at a feast or a fray,
Aud to honour a guest, always jovial and gay,
"f is because they've a smack of the Shamrock !
Sure 'tis very well known, that we peopled their lands,
St. PATIUCK took that little job in his hands,
Long ago with some lads of the Shamrock!

But we now are all one, though the Union divides uy
Yet we'll stick to the bargain, for honour still guides us,
If justice be done to the Shamrock!
By my soul, if he's wise, GEOMGE had better come over
To his own little bland, and there live in clover,
For Kings are still safe with the Shamrock !

Ko complaint will he heat from the rich or the poor,
st z grievance they have will they lay at his door,
If his heart he but true to the Shamrock ;
Aid di' Ireland, Gun knows, has some wrongs to her share,
Hell find that no serpent to sting him is there,
Or can shelter beneath the green Shamrock !
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FROM SATURDAY NIGI-11'S GAZETTE.