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 If we from Derry walls were flung defeated, And you from Limerick town in speed retreated, One God is ours no matter what religion, One land we love and shall not have division.

Shall we divide? Ah, better take the token Of Ireland's luck and leave the shamrock broken Of one green leaf, when four brought joy upon it, As Ulster lost—from Munster, Leinster, Connacht.

But Ulster lost with each green sod still crying For those dear dead who left us dreams undying Of Ireland's needs, O'Neill whose heart took fire And joined the sacred flames of Hugh Maguire.

Shall we not cry “Lamh Dearg abu” and glory In Cromwell's fall, in reading Clonmel's story, Or by the “Yellow Ford” who cheered most loudly As hand from hand we passed the same flag proudly?