LIGHTING THE DUBLIN BEACON.
(A Ballad of the Brave Old Sort.)
"It was all for the Union
We left fair Albion's land.
It was all for the Union
We first saw Irish land,
My Boy!
We first saw Irish land!
"All must be done that man can do.
Shall it be done in vain?
My G-sch-n, to prove that untrue
We two have crossed the main,
My Boy!
We two have crossed the main!"
He turned him round and right-about
All on the Irish shore.
Said he, "We'll give P-rn-ll a shake,
And make the Rads to roar,
My Boy!
And make the Rads to roar!"
He was a stout and trusty carle.
Said he, "A flare we'll raise,
And, spite the Leaguers' angry snarl,
We'll make the Beacon blaze,
My Boy!
We'll make the Beacon blaze!
"Who says our friends a handful are,
Our foes a serried host?
Our Beacon, blazing like a star,
Shall check the blatant boast,
My Boy!
Shall cheek the blatant boast.
"Not all are to sedition sworn,
Or shackled by the League.
Cheer up! We'll laugh, their hate to scorn,
And baffle their intrigue,
My Boy!
And baffle their intrigue.
"Puff, G-sch-n, puff! Like Boreas blow!
And I the logs will pile.
The Beacon, now a slender glow,
Shall blaze across the Isle,
My Boy!
Shall blaze across the Isle.
"Eh? What? The wood is damp, you say?
There comes more smoke than flame?
Nay; pile, and poke, and puff away!
We'll not give up the game,
My Boy!
We'll not give up the game.
"If we should let this fire die out
All on the Irish shore,
To Unionism stern and stout
Adieu for evermore,
My Boy!
Adieu for evermore!"
The Two Canons and Bean-baggers.—The Bean-baggers are likely to come badly off with two such big guns against them as Canons Liddon and McColl. Let the matter be settled amicably by agreeing that whatever it was they did see was a "What-you-McColl-it."