Pamphlets and speeches are both unavailing,
My power and my party they cannot recall.
O that, all sad recollections suppressing,
From the future one bright grain of hope I could draw,
I’d sing, over-coming, all memories distressing,
Home Rule for ever! sweet Erin-go-bragh!
Sea-sick and ill when I feel the ship’s motion,
Still joyously homeward I’ll traverse the ocean,
And murmur, in token of grateful devotion,
Home Rule for ever! and Erin-go-bragh!