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Clare's Dragoons

Author: Thomas Osborne Davis

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1. First published in the Nation.

Other writings by Thomas Davis
1. Thomas Davis, Essays Literary and Historical, ed. by D. J. O'Donoghue, Dundalk 1914.
2. Sir Charles Gavan Duffy (ed.), Thomas Davis, the memoirs of an Irish patriot, 1840-1846. 1890. [Reprinted entitled 'Thomas Davis' with an introduction of Brendan Clifford. Millstreet, Aubane Historical Society, 2000.]
3. Thomas Davis: selections from his prose and poetry. [Edited] with an introduction by T. W. Rolleston. London and Leipzig: T. Fisher Unwin (Every Irishman's Library). 1910. [Published in Dublin by the Talbot press, 1914.]
4. Thomas Osborne Davis, Literary and historical essays 1846. Reprinted 1998, Washington, DC: Woodstock Books.
5. Essays of Thomas Davis. New York, Lemma Pub. Corp. 1974, 1914 [Reprint of the 1914 ed. published by W. Tempest, Dundalk, Ireland, under the title 'Essays literary and historical'.]
6. Thomas Davis: essays and poems, with a centenary memoir, 1845-1945. Dublin, M.H. Gill and Son, 1945. [Foreword by an Taoiseach, Éamon de Valera.]
7. Angela Clifford, Godless colleges and mixed education in Ireland: extracts from speeches and writings of Thomas Wyse, Daniel O'Connell, Thomas Davis, Charles Gavan Duffy, Frank Hugh O'Donnell and others. Belfast: Athol, 1992.

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Created: by Thomas Davis (1840s)

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• (2012-01-31)

  Beatrix Färber (ed.)

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  Juliette Maffet (ed.)

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Corpus of Electronic Texts Edition: E850004-004

Clare's Dragoons: Author: Thomas Osborne Davis

p.324

1. When, on Ramillies' bloody field,
   The baffled French were forced to yield,
   The victor Saxon backward reeled
   Before the charge of Clare's Dragoons.
   The Flags we conquered in that fray
   Look lone in Ypres' choir, they say,
   We'll win them company to-day,
   Or bravely die like Clare's Dragoons.
• Viva la, for Ireland's wrong!
  Viva la, for Ireland's right!
  Viva la, in battle throng,
  For a Spanish steed, and sabre bright!

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p.325

• The brave old lord died near the fight,
  But, for each drop he lost that night,
  A Saxon cavalier shall bite
  The dust before Lord Clare's Dragoons.
  For never, when our spurs were set,
  And never, when our sabres met,
  Could we the Saxon soldiers get
  To stand the shock of Clare's Dragoons.
• Viva la, the New Brigade!
  Viva la, the Old one, too!
  Viva la, the rose shall fade,
  And the shamrock shine for ever new!
• Another Clare is here to lead,
  The worthy son of such a breed;
  The French expect some famous deed,
  When Clare leads on his bold Dragoons.
  Our Colonel comes from Brian's race,
  His wounds are in his breast and face,
  The >bearna baoghail¹ is still his place,
  The foremost of his bold Dragoons.
• Viva la, the New Brigade!
  Viva la, the Old one, too!
  Viva la, the rose shall fade,
  And the shamrock shine for ever new!

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p.326

• There's not a man in squadron here
  Was ever known to flinch or fear;
  Though first in charge and last in rere,
  Have ever been Lord Clare's Dragoons;
  But see! we'll soon have work to do,
  To shame our boasts, or prove them true,
  For hither comes the English crew,
  To sweep away Lord Clare's Dragoons.
• Viva la, for Ireland's wrong!
  Viva la, for Ireland's right!
  Viva la, in battle throng,
  For a Spanish steed and sabre bright!
• Oh! comrades! think how Ireland pines,
  Her exiled lords, her rifled shrines,
  Her dearest hope, the ordered lines,
  And bursting charge of Clare's Dragoons.
  Then fling your Green Flag to the sky.
  Be ‘Limerick’ your battle-cry,
  And charge, till blood floats fetlock-high,
  Around the track of Clare's Dragoons!
• Viva la, the New Brigade!
  Viva la, the Old one, too!
  Viva la, the rose shall fade,
  And the shamrock shine for ever new!