The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1878-04-28
tFrom the Dublin Irishman-)
OUR IRISH BANNER.
III OWEN RoR,

Raise 1t up Pase II up let your eyes ace the sueeh
OF the brilliant and deathess old banner OF green
That dear darling banner. so true aud 30 tried
That dear, darling banner, our hope and our pride'
While our hearts fl with sladness and cheering de.
light,
Bring it out I-bripg it out haloed with light
The light of onr faith and our trust and our love-
And blessed with the smiles of Gods heaven aoovel
Oh grand are the memories twined in fsh fold
OF that glorious old banuO Of green and Of gold!
Then hurrah for that banner of green and of gold
When 1t uttered and waved DER our fathers OF DID,
And it beckoned them on-as the battle ragged high
And their foes were like lions-to cong uer or die!
Hurrah for that fsg, that from Lagnn to Lee
FondIy sheltered the "rebel" and wild Rapparee,
What time on our mountain all round our coasts,
They bAttled with might 'Rainst the enemys hosts
Hurrah for the fsg of our love and our faith
Hurrah for the flag that is ours to the death!
That q ag 1t was with In sorrow and tears,
AZ we gropsd way thro the wastes OF the years.
When with darkness behind and with darkness before
A kloom OF sad import had erouched on our shore;
All, We all clunR around -four hopes could not die,
while that swest Irish banner still hung In the sky
And despair never knew Ms, As long ~ We $1,000
MID tho tall growing fern on hillside or WOOD,
Still true lsal and loving, the outlawed OF old,
To tn heAven.sent banner Of green and Of goldl
Grasp that ael ALI that AR let 1t float up on high,
While the sun 10 empurpling the blue OF the skyi
Let tn banner wave over each mountain nno gen.
Till its glories In past Hnnes a ash on us again.
Whom the King King, and his foe was ouF foe
And c knew the blight and the dark dole OF woe
When the Brehop and tho Bard paced our emerald
strand,
And roaoe spread its ssings all over the isud.
Ere We felt the corruption Of slAvery's taints.
When our Erin was Island of Scholars and Saints
Shall that dag be forgotten' No, heaven forbidt
Bring it out the duet of the tomb where ts hid
Bring it outl bring it outlet 1t wsve as OF yore,
| In the CLEAN and the glow Of Gods sunshine onoe
morei
And what tbo's its standard be lowed and be bent!
And what tho its folds be all tattered and rent
| And what tho the ages as onward they rolled,
Have soarcs left trace Of its green and Its gold
Yet tits dearer to in IT'S Re.hGllowed pride
| Than the gems and the dross of the world beside
| And what tho the d az of the foreigner waves
Der our ham and towns forefathers graves
| And what tho we weaken from day unto day
Meath tho curse the bane of his tyrannoas sway
| And what though the bones OF our brethren lie
In many land meath the western sky
And what tho we're scattered. wherever the breeze
Watts the ships shores over oceans and seAsI
And what tho we're weak, and despoiled OF ou
strength!
Ard what tho our ranks all torn and rentl
And what tho these towns, and these castles an'
tow'rs,
And these mountains and valleys longer are ours
Tho the slime OF the serpent and track Of the foe
pves the green coil of Erin wherever we 60!
And what tho We struggle In darkness and gloom!
Tet our hopes in Gods iuSties ssE in their boou'
Then unfurl that flag May the great Lord above
Pour his benisons down on the banner Of love
, The dear darling banner our foIefAthers bore
l May we see it In glory and triumph once more!