 | The Irish Poems of Alfred Perceval Graves |  |
AH, WHY, PATRICK SARSFIELD
Ah, why, Patrick Sarsfield, did we let your ships sail
Away to French Flanders from green Innisfail?
For far from your country you lie cold and low;
Ah, why, Patrick Sarsfield, ah, why did you go?
Away to French Flanders from green Innisfail?
For far from your country you lie cold and low;
Ah, why, Patrick Sarsfield, ah, why did you go?
We pray'd, Patrick Sarsfield, to see you sail home,
Your flag waving victory above the white foam.
But still in our fetters, poor slaves, we live on;
For, oh, Patrick Sarsfield, for, oh, you are gone!
Your flag waving victory above the white foam.
But still in our fetters, poor slaves, we live on;
For, oh, Patrick Sarsfield, for, oh, you are gone!
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