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+ | ====== Roddy McCorley ====== | ||
+ | By Anna Johnston, who used the pen name Ethna Carbery (1866–1902) | ||
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+ | Oh, see the fleet-foot hosts of men who speed with faces wan | ||
+ | From farmstead and from thresher' | ||
+ | They come with vengeance in their eyes; too late, too late are they | ||
+ | For young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | Oh Ireland, Mother Ireland, you love them still the best | ||
+ | The fearless brave who fighting fall upon your hapless breast, | ||
+ | But never a one of all your dead more bravely fell in fray, | ||
+ | Than he who marches to his fate on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | Up the narrow street he stepped, so smiling, proud and young. | ||
+ | About the hemp-rope on his neck, the golden ringlets clung; | ||
+ | There' | ||
+ | As young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | When last this narrow street he trod, his shining pike in hand | ||
+ | Behind him marched, in grim array, an earnest stalwart band. | ||
+ | To Antrim town! To Antrim town, he led them to the fray, | ||
+ | Now young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | The grey coat and its sash of green were brave and stainless then, | ||
+ | A banner flashed beneath the sun over the marching men; | ||
+ | The coat hath many a rent this noon, the sash is torn away, | ||
+ | And Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | Oh, how his pike flashed in the sun! Then found a foeman' | ||
+ | Through furious fight, and heavy odds he bore a true man's part | ||
+ | And many a red-coat bit the dust before his keen pike-play, | ||
+ | But Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. | ||
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+ | There' | ||
+ | Than he who marches to his fate in Toomebridge town today; | ||
+ | True to the last! True to the last, he treads the upwards way, | ||
+ | And young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today. |