Let Erin Remember The Days Of Old. Ere Her Faithless Sons Betrayed Her; When Malachi Wore The Collar Of Gold,[1] Which He Won From Her Proud Invader. When Her Kings, With Standard Of Green Unfurled, Led The Red-Branch Knights To Danger;[2] Ere The Emerald Gem Of The Western World Was Set In The Crown Of A Stranger. On Lough Neagh'S Bank As The Fisherman Strays, When The Clear Cold Eve'S Declining, He Sees The Round Towers Of Other Days In The Wave Beneath Him Shining: Thus Shall Memory Often, In Dreams Sublime, Catch A Glimpse Of The Days That Are Over; Thus, Sighing, Look Thro' The Waves Of Time For The Long-Faded Glories They Cover.[3]
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