The Foggy Dew

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[VERSE 1:]
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As down the glen one Easter morn
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To a city fair rode I
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As Ireland's lines of marching men
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In squadrons passed me by
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No pipes did hum, no battle drum
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Did sound it's loud tattoo
But the Angelus bell o'er the 
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Liffey's swell
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Rang out in the Foggy Dew


[VERSE 2:]
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Right proudly high over Dublin Town
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They hung out the flag of war
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For 'twas better to die 'neath an 
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Irish sky
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Than at Suvla or Sud El Bar
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And from the plains of Royal Meath
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Strong men came hurrying through
While Britannia's sons, with their 
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long range guns
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Bore (Kowles) through the Foggy Dew


[VERSE 3:]
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'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go
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That small nations might be free
But their lonely graves are by 
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Suvla's waves
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Or the fringe of the great North Sea
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And had they died by Pearse's side
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Or fought with the noble Cathal 
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Brugha
Their names we would keep where the 
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Fenian a' sleep
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'Neath the shroud of the Foggy Dew


[VERSE 4:]
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But the bravest fell and the requiem
 bell
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Rang mournfully and clear
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For those who died that Eastertide
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In the springtime of the year
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While the world did gaze with deep 
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amaze
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At those fearless men but true
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Who bore the fight that freedom's 
light
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Might shine through the Foggy Dew