the vow.
"We have bent and borne, though we saw him torn from his home by the tyrant's crew—
And we bent and bore, when he came once more, though suffering had pierced him through:
And now he is laid beyond our aid, because to Ireland true—
A martyred man—the tyrant's ban, the pious patriot slew.
"And shall we bear and bend for ever,
And shall no time our bondage sever
And shall we kneel, but battle never,
"For our own soil?
"And shall our tyrants safely reign