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 Rh "These vallies shall ring with the triumph of hosts!
 * The signals shall flash—and the thousands obey!

Bards, Heroes, they hear me—they flow from their
 * coasts —
 * Proud hill of Lisgreny! thou'lt triumph that day.

Echo will forward the beat of our drum.
 * What chiefs in the hearts of our mountains 'twill fire!

O'Brien of Ara,$4$ exulting will come,
 * And Charles the bridesman bless—Sheela na Guire.

"When to Erin was whispered the name of her spouse.
 * The laugh of her heart$5$ over Europe was heard;

In Spain 'twas received with a kindred carouse,
 * And in France and in Italy gladly declared.

The homes, that our fathers—our childhood endeared,
 * That our memories cling to with pining desire,

Shall be ours—ours again—and the brave will be heard,
 * The long exiled brave—cheering Sheela na Guire.