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To those in uniform, past and present.
All along that singing river
A black mass of men was seen
And above their shining weapons
Hung their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor!
Whistle loud the marching tune
And Hurrah! me boys for freedom
Tis the rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
And Hurrah! me boys for freedom
‘Tis the rising of the moon
Well they fought for dear old Ireland
And full bitter was their fate
What a glorious pride and sorrow
Fills the name of ninety-eight
Yet thank God while hearts are beating fast
In manhood’s burning noon
We will follow in their footsteps
By the rising of the moon
—”The Rising of the Moon” by John Keegan Casey Content
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