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The Banner Of Union
(24 December 1818 – 23 September 1889 / London Road / Southwark / England)

The Banner Of Union

Bring the Harp of the West, and the Pipes of the North,
When our Trumpet note calls to the field;
Let the men of old Scotia and Erin come forth,
And our foemen shall see who must yield.

Side by side in the battle, like granite we'll stand,
With a will and a might none shall sever;
For Glory or Death, we will twine in one wreath
Rose, Shamrock, and Thistle for ever.

Our Banner of Union shall float in the wind
Over hearts that have never yet quailed;
The sword shall be drawn and the banner be borne,
By hands that have never yet failed.
Sons of heather! your fame in the fight
Is as old as your glens and your valleys,
Men of Hibernia! let Right ask for Might;
And where is the spirit but rallies.

Side by side in the battle, like granite we'll stand,
With a will and a might none shall sever;
For Glory or Death, we will twine in one wreath
Rose, Shamrock, and Thistle for ever.

User Rating: 2,8 / 5 ( 26 votes ) 7

Comments (7)

The connotations of blind patriotism with an Anglo Saxon anecdote show how terribly outdated this poem is. It should be buried in the annals of a shameful history,
Side by side in the battle, like granite we'll stand, With a will and a might none shall sever; For Glory or Death, we will twine in one wreath Rose, Shamrock, and Thistle for ever. Nicely penned poem. Thank you poet. 10
your fame in the fight Is as old as your glens and your valleys, nicely penned. thanks poet.
A poem with nice penmanship. Thanks and congratulation to her soul for the poem of the day.
Our Banner of Union shall float in the wind Over hearts that have never yet quailed; The sword shall be drawn and the banner be borne, By hands that have never yet failed. Nice to read, thanks poet for the sharing. 10
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