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Wolfe Tones( The Wolfe Tones )
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Bodenstown Churchyard
The Wolfe Tones
In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave, And wildly around it the winter winds rave; Small shelter I ween are the ruined walls there When the storm sweeps down on the plains of Kildare. Once I lay on that sod it lies over Wolfe Tone And thought how he perished in prison alone, His friends unavenged and his country unfreed 'Oh, bitter,' I said, 'is the patriots meed.
'For in him the heart of a woman combined With heroic spirit and a governing mind A martyr for Ireland, his grave has no stone His name sheldom named, and his virtues unknown.' I was woke from my dream by the voices and tread Of a band who came into the home of the dead; They carried no corpse, and they carried no stone, And they stopped when they came to the grave of Wolfe Tone.
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com There were students and peasants, the wise and the brave, And an old man who knew him from cradle to grave, And children who thought me hard-hearted, for they On that sanctified sod were forbidden to play. But the old man, who saw I was mourning there, said: 'We come, sir, to weep where young Wolfe Tone is laid, And we're going to raise him a monument, too A plain one, yet fit for the loyal and true.'
My heart overflowed, and I clasped his old hand, And I blessed him, and blessed every one of his band: 'Sweet, sweet tis to find that such faith can remain In the cause and the man so long vanquished and slain.' In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave, And freely around it let winter winds rave Far better they suit him the ruin and gloom Till Ireland, a nation, can build him a tomb.
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