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Les diagrammes suivants illustrent la m6thode. 22t 1 2 3 1 2 3 4 5 6 3 THE CANADIAN i Ui % A**' 1688. "^ -fb9o. • ^ mm aailUitm hi., friiuc of ©viiitge. .11 •■•il ^■■•■:™>l Is, '1 The. husbandman that laboureth shall be the first partaker of the frukft." ^^. i^. c^>n, ■■■. TheFallofEonie... '.. Orangemen. Come on "■ •• •• IntToduction to the Charter Toast " >> ilhiim s Chosen Few • The Banner of the Sun... The Breaking of the "Boom". »" • • ,1876 .. 46 47 ... 48 49 ... 60 62 ... 63 68 ... 64 65 ... 68 67 ... 68 69 ... 60 62 ... 03 64 ... 65 99 . 66 67 .■ 68 70 . 71 72 . 74 74 74 75 76 76 77 78 79 79 80 81 82 84 CONTENTS. ▼« Old Ireland's Brave Orance Bova The "Ban" .. ^ The lebel's Melody ' '" Tyrone's Eskermore ... .., " A Word in Season The Boyne Water Th« Protestant Drum .. .. The Orange Banner Fill the Sparkling Goblet High ....... Oh ! the Days »e Gone ... The Soul that Once in I'opish Cause The Tirclfth July at the Boyne There's a Grand Day Coming, Boys ... The Orange and Blue St. Bartholomew's Day The Protestant Boys, (new style) The County Antrim Men ine Battle of the Boyne, A. D. 1690 The Defeat of the Repealers by the" Orangon^n August, 1846 ^ To a "Roman Catholic Priest " ontheBuiinnc^of The Field of the Diamond The Bright Orange Ribbon of Purple an'd Blue " Popish Tyranny The Marksman Bright Banner of Gallant Nassau Our Ishnd Home . . Omnge Land ] .. * Unfurl the Orange Standard The Orange Sous of Ulster ... The Orange Tree The Enniskilleners William's Name ... . of the North the Bible ... .. 85 86 .. 87 90 .. 91 92 . 94 95 . 9.'5 . 9<5 97 97 99 100 100 301 102 104 105 . 106 108 . 108 109 . 110 111 111 113 114 114 116 118 119 # ^ *«Mt^ ..- THE CANADIAN grange anb pr0te0tant MINSTREL. NATIONAL ANTHKM. God save our gracious Queen, Loug live our noble Queen, God save the Queen. Send Her victorious, Hiippy and glorioMs, Long to reign o'er us, God save the Queen. Lord : our God, arise, Scatter Her euen^ies, And make them fall. Confound their politics, Frustmte thtur knavish tricks, On Her our hopes we fix, God save the Queen. Thy choicest gifts in store, On Her be pleased to pour. Long may She reign. May She defend our laws. And always give us cause To smg with heart uiid vulue * God save the Queen. Lord l)l(...s our Cliurt-h ami State, Loiir? niaJf st«yt'^l the rising flood : While piled on high on either side. The swelling waters stood. A wondrous pillar led them on. Coinposed of shade and light— A slieltering cloud it was by day A lightning fire by night. The imperial Juda's tent was chose, By the Almighty God; And m that royal mansion Was placed a mystic rod. That rod, He said, would testifv. 1 o ages yet unborn : \tT^^ ^1^<^,;^'0"I<1 God's law despise, Should oft the earth be shorn rrom all the wonders it has done. There still remaineth one. To clear the path throush .Jordan'- '•*—•,, And lead our armies on. " "'""^' Though some hare travelled Jordan's bank. And reached the Promised Land, Yet two-and-a-half must go before, As you may understand. As surely they must quickly pass ; As very soon they would, Yet still to show they're not on earth, Can split the Brotherhood. Almonds sweet of heavenly bread ! Likewise a book of love ; And almond spring to prove to us Our interests lie above. And many other witnesses He placed within the ARK, Were still to show those not possessed, Must leave the mystery dark. My soul with anxious thoughts inspired To know the depths of all, I inquired of a brother, Wi)o led me through a hall ; Where I beheld an angel guard,— An arch of won-lrous height,— I stumbled, slipped, and lost my shoes. And also lost my sight. By prayer I was enabled. My journey to pursue, Though my left breast with Death's sharp darts. Nearly ijierced me through. I lieard a war that shook the earth, Encompassed all around ; Escaping from that dreadful fray, I fell upon the ground. ' Ramember," said my guide to me, Upon a- former day, ♦' I freed you from the rising depths, Placed you on Mount .Sinai." When, taking mo by the right hand, Upright i^^aiust a wall ; By terrors I had lately passed. He thought to make me fall. I then resigned nigh to a few, Who were before combined, To slay the man who would presume Our secrets out to find. He spread his wings to fly away ; I caught him In his flight ; He stayed the weapons I , it, were drawn, And gave me present Ljiit. Ill And wlien the li;,'iit I did behold, I iiistantl}' did see. The most dangenms .situation, In which they had placed me. When one more niikl than all the rest, SaiJ, " Look above your head ;" When presently I saw a sight. Which banished all my dread. I saw a, king in armour grand, tJl)on a steed all white, With a great scroll in his right hand— A plan of Israel's ilight. Beneath his feet a piece was written. With great authority ; He seemed to smile, to indicate, All brethren must go free. Then instantly their weapons dropped. And bade me kneel ami pray, J took three stej)s, my faith being stroncr- I hoped for charity. ° The curtains from the inward ward In a moment they were drawn ; ml save a sign, ^ word, and mark. They said would lead me on. When 1 approached the inner ward, I saw, on the east side. Two angels there, to guard the Ark, Which did twelve men divide. Beneath their feet were twelve stones laid All quarried from the sea ; ' Each had a pitcher, lamp, and horn, Which they explained to me. On onj side was a burning bush. Likewise a shepherd's crook ; An open hand tj welcome such' As in the Ark could look. A fiery serpent to guide the way Was plac'd there by my God,' I stooped and caught it, as desired And lifted it a rod. 'Twas then the blessed land I reached A brother for to be, ' They said few had more fortitude Than they had found in me. They filled all round with pleasant wine And drank with social glee : Here's health to all true Brethren, The Queen, and three times three. Tcast.—Three times three. 6 1 THE BATTLE OF CROSSDALL. Ye Piott'stant heroes, of high and low stiitioii, That dwell in this nation, now hear whut I say : 'Tis of a designed murder I mean for to tell y(ni, That happened last July— just on the 12th day. The year twenty-three, was the date you may see When these Papist decoiveis had formed a' plan To murder us All in the town of Crossdall ; For they thought to renew the old year forty-one. Eight fal de ral laddie, right-£»l de ral laddie, &c. There was a young priest, a son of the beast, He and a schoolmaster that came from GlaSslough ; They rode through this quarter the Pa))ists to warn To be well prepared for the July Walk. ^ With purses well filled by the hungry and needy. They distributed it freely for powder and ball. Even Bridget and Judit came in for their portion • To murder those heroes that meet in Crossdall. Right fal de ral laddi^ &c. With our Orange boys, it was always a custom, To walk with their Districts upon the 12th day. To fulfil that order ourselves we prepared, And marched off with courage unto Killaleagh. , VV^e had not been long then-, when we received letters iVoni men of good credit, which plainly did say : ■*• Boys, if you are wise and tnko our advice, This night do not return home from Killaleagh. Right fal de ral laddie, &c. For the hills are crowded with thrashers ; a thousand • With all sorts of weapons fearful to be seen. With grapes and long knives, pitchforks, and old scythes • The hills are crowded, fiom Cran unto lieen, For you they are watching, and solemnly swearing, To stop your processions for all time to come. With white flags they're marching, on each hill they're watchint^ To meet your return when you're coming home. "' Plight fal de ral laddie, Ac. It's well then bespoke, our worthy James Hamilton, Receiving these letters, he says to his men : " Boys, we'll go home,. then, the way that we come ; If they let us alone not a man we'll offend." Then said my brave heroes, " Go borrow some arms. They will prove pretcction if they do us oppose, And if ever you find that our lives are in danger. We'll make them smell powder, and theyll fly like the crows," Eight fal de ral laddie, &c. After some refieshments, for home we returned. We were not determined to do any ill ; ' . Till vvc were surrounded down in a low valley, A t a lone place called Sharkey, above Unshog Mill. They iKuired down upon us from every direction, They made their appearance in a most dreadful shape, And they cried to each other, "Boys, mind what yon've aworn- To massacre all, and let no man escape !" Right fal de ral laddie, &c. Then one of our number ste])ped quickly towards them, And said, "You vile savages, what do you menu ? Are you going to murder us here without reason ? We'll not you oifend ; it's you, I tell in plain, You are breaking the law, coming here to waylay us ; > We're on our road home to the town of Crossdall, So don't be deceived, the first man offends us, Depend upon it, he surely shall fall." ^ Right fal de ral laddie, &c. Then turning round, he said unto his Orangemen : "Don't be alarmed at this papist clan ; But think of "Old William," who once delivered us, And at the Boyne Water beat ihem two to one." He adiRd : "My brave boys, with your arms stand ready ; , Don't break the law first, till once they fall on. Then we'll teach them a lesson. King James he once taught thwa- Which was to fly from an Orangeman's gun." Right fal de ral laddie, &c. For some time we scolded, and travelled together, But still were surrounded by tliis wicked clan ; For they were waiting for a re-inforcement. That were coming from Kccran to meet them at Cran. All the old women were running and shouting, — - Saying, " Hana-ma-doul, why don't you fall on ! For they are going with their whistles and drums To scare us to deatli, when July it came on. Right fal de ral laddie, &c. They poured down upon us from every direction ; They blackened our bodies and near broke our bone«, Till a man we then shot, whose name it was Murphy. 'Tis said when he fell he was gathering up stones. We filled their hospitals with their own wounded and lame ; And we shot the miller that wrought " Unshog Mill," And we are now known as the brave Orange Riflemen, That sit in Crossdall, and that fought at Or:in Hill. Right fal de ral laddie, &c, 9 I I Onr J Mill. ). itl shape, t you've swora- ) them, leftu ? ? t us; y us fall, n : d us, e." ind ready ; I* e taught thttm— it Cran, n! 3 ■ boHee, rphy. les. I and lame ; )g Mill," jmen, Hill. The frflT being ended the hills were still crowded, Resolved to burn us all in our lodge room • When the brave '•Ready Orangemen " heard'of the tidings. ITiey declared they would go and soon alter their tune • m? 8[^f'PM ofl- their coats though death did them t*irtilWlL Ihe hills were still crowded, along as they ran Bnt when the pa])i8t3 they saw them coming, ' They said, "Fly for your lives, there come old William' Right fal de ral laddie, &c. 8oj"y prange brethren be watchful and ready, To give Rome's minions what thev got at Crossdall • yor, though priests did hurrah, our'brave men kept st«ady, And by Jehovah's assistance caused their enemies' fall ^ Then here's to all bravo men throughout all the nation. ' May tliey ever prove true to the colours they lovo And each twelfth of July enjoy coneenial recreation, And give honour to God our Grand Master above. Right fal de ral laddie, &c. T0ast. Onr brave Irish Orangemen who never deserted their principles. THE PRETTY MAID A PROTESTANT. A pretty maid, n Protestant, Was to a Papist wed, A member of our English Church, She had been born and bred ; It sorely grieved her husband's heart That she would not comply. And join the Mother-Church of Rome, And heretics deny. A pretty maid a Protestant, Was to a Papist wed, A member of our English Church, She had been born and bred. Day after day he flattered her ; But still she held it good, That she would never bow her knee To idolc made of wood. The Mass, the Host, the miracles, Were made but to deceive ; AndTransubstantiation, too,' She never could believe. A pretty maid, iic. He went unto liis (•lt'rt,yninn, „ ^"^j. '.*j1<^ In'in his saVl tnlti':— My wift; s tin unbeliever .sir — Try iJyou (ran i»rovai'|. You say you can w,,rk miracles : bile says it i.s absurd. Convert ber and convince her, Anil gicat is your reward."' A pretty nniid, kc, Tlie Iciest went with thi.s rjentlenian A- he tliou-ht to gain a prize, ifesays, I will convert your wife, And open both hereye.s. And wlnn he oaiuo into the house, . . MM ,, J}"**^'-*''^! loudly cried :— Hje 1 nest ha.s come to dine with u^" lie .s welcome ! " .she replied. * A pretty maid, &c. The dinner being over, The Priest he then began Jo explain unto the lady ► .. „,/^''^. sinful state of man :— ilifi kindness of Our Saviour, No Christian can deny He gave Himself a sacrifice And for our sins did die." A pretty maid, &e. " I wij] return to-morrow : Prepare .some bread and wine • 1 will dispense the sacrament i, TM, !' f ^"**">' y''"^' "'in „■;" ':,"'o",'!,r" '""ir" " "'■"i- "'•■"■-' " SK ■ '^"\vilro M^r^'' '^V^'"^'^""V'^*"^'' ^'^' ^^'-^^ to France nKht earlv . Wlu.iclrl^ began to ruo the d.y. he gave William his daughter Mary to in he our king in James* steac l^or JaniPs liml lied and left the t J hrough Loudon stie pretendor, wo hite that hold D.f. nder, •' IJnt your due to you we'll rend.r — wo kimw you t-vciy man ; " Wlule we liv nijrht do waudtr, our friou Is witti lifs ymi .slaud' r, •• >Jf>w we huv(; the real commundcr, Oraiige Andy Swan," They lied lam to a "thorn," his head they did adorn. While they poured o\it their scDru upon, this worthy man, \\ iih sticks and stones they beat him, and (>ruelly did treat bin. Their gaze his bowels meeting, our hero, Andy Swan. One of them got up and swore, he could bi'ar one huniln-l more, Then they give to him tive seore, to comi»kt'' tln-ir hellish plan ; Their rage somewhat abated, their thirst for blood being sated, With joy their hearts elated o'er the fate of Andy Swan. Their murder(>U3 work being through, this base, infernal crew, Oir like lightning fl"w, and left liim hanging by one arm ; Until one compassion found, w ho came back and cut him down, And left him lying on the ground, expiring — Andy Hwa* Tlnn homewards he was bronghl, and the best of doctors sought, When all their skill was wrought . he lived twenty days and one ; His friends did all assemble, which made his foes to tremble, And his brethren's tears did mingle, as th(>y buried Andy iSwan. •• In the grave his ashes lie, still his blood for vengeance cry. Unto Him who rules on high, who formed the true plan ; ^ I mean now to give o'er, of him I'll write no more, But we ever will deplore the loss of Andy Swan. Toad. May his ashes, which are now mingled with the dust, like other depiirttid brethren, be revered Ity all Orangemen. V T. a. a, wonder, idy Swan. led, DANIEL O'CONXELL IN PUUGATORV. Have you not heard the Scripture saith, How, some dep.xrtiu;^ from tbe faith, Receive their ilictriues from beneat.li. Forbidding you to marry i Now, this is Rome, the mystie whore. Who keeus the kevs of heaven's door. And deals in dead men's bones demure, By Popish purgatory. 15 I I I I H^ ! ^octorMilcy,heImtli8ni.l ■ InJ"? ^""' *''« " Iiish King," wns dwd Angels were wailing at Iu« ifea,];""' ^*''*' Wis soul to heaven to cairy. fch ??.?^^ ^T' f''^'^' ^^""^d « plan The Kon-v Boy " we understand. Whom they hold in purgatory. Despatches from the Pope have come To change or alter poor Dan's doom- His soul from thence lo carry, Commnndin^ them to cek-brnte ij «h Mass flnoufihont the Church of late His precious soul to extricate ' Out from this purgatorj'. Ve Papists I plherupyour pence • Your tT^'. "';'V*"e "• suipen^-L ^our Liberator, bring from hence ! ^ -No longer let him tarry. Yom- Dan, that pleaded for Repeal. JjbeanngnowPegTantrim'stinii; «y up .'ye sons of Granuwail • Your King's in Purgatory. The heretics, they cannot tell About tJiis gulf 'twixt heaven and hell AVhcre Dives did for water yell^ ^"' Kut none to him would cariy. JJiit Rome has made it more complete • V^/i^V^ J>«Iy oil to grease theif feet ' And holy water if its mete, ' For Dan in Purgatory. Think on your King and for him prav He agitated night and day ; ^ ™^' i,ike Balaam's Ass aloud did bi-ar * Gainst Aughrim. lioyue'and Derry. On walls of clay, of brick and stone He pictured Death's head and cros Xnog ^e f oigaKallach's, how he groans • ' He's heard from Purgatory. To Bernard lie bequeath'd his gnul. His body to the Irish mould. His heart to Ron.e, that was the whole, liis iiead a wig did carry. 16 Hf 'g looking now to every part, "Where he gave body, soul and heart, Oh, bring your cash, and you will start, The old Fox from Purgatory. Oh, hard*s his fdte if he must stay, Like ether beggarmen, I say, For gratis priyere on All Saints day. Oh, let that never carrj'. Sell Scapulars, Crosses, Cords and Beads, And all green sashes and cockades ; AH Irish-men now lend your aid, For Dan in Purgatory. The priests say they can bind and loose. In heaven or hell, just as they choose, The }>ai)i8t that dares to refuse. To pay to her sanctuary. They'll curse with candle book and bell. Those poor blind dupes deserve it well, That let Peg Tantrim's flail pell-mell, Thresh Dan in purgatory. , Now Stowel Grey, and Hugh McNeil, May churches build 'gainst Granuwaile, While Rome's the head, Maynooth's the tail. Their projects will not carry. 'Twas braying, blustering, boasting Dan, "When travelling to the " holy land !" That lost the tr' ^ his merits scan'd, He's now in Purgatory. Here's hooks and bags for ray son John, For in Agitation he'll go on, And chase the Saxons every one. From Tara's hill to Derry. He'll drive all heretics abroad. They have no right to the holy sod. As they wiU not cat tlie " wafer " — God, Or believe in purgatory. Before my song comes to a close, Here's a flowing health to those Undaunted boys, who faced their foes. The 'Prentice boys cf Derry. Let all true brethren with me join — Toast of DerrVi Aughrini and. the Hovne» Wbire we received the pass and sign, To walk o'er purgatory. 17 I ' I i ill l^i DOLLY BRAE. -A IK: " Croppus, licdoim/" ""■'■J ''»■". 'I»>™, do. „H)„r.v down. l>tTry down, &c. .4n,I sl,„gl,te,- „„,. Orangemen at Italj/, B,ae. ' Derry ilown, 4e. Assist:. DoiTy down, &c. Enni.,ki|le„, a ,d°ffilS al?,f '«" '"A,"''"'' Dtrry down, &c. Deiry down, kc. And Irt fanui'^M y Br^^ V? 1,' 7*''t''' '"''»' Be «n,e.u™. ro^rev":%ri<^!ytn1Sf„V,':- «"■ Deny down, &c. Toai.t, |...-^-?,^^'^'»emoryof Lord lln,l.„ tl- \f t> i^"ug«t and con' ^•^'^ doth ifve! ' UMueal I've but one handful left Or some to thee I'd give- ' ^i\^"%f that•sinacC'• "Tn i,"*^?:^d'^'thasigh. ^V,°„«,'^»tfori„ysonamrme. iiiatwemayeatanddie." Then Elijah to the widow said : Fnst bring it with some oil to me God you will not forsake ? ' And after serve thy son and thee • My words are n-Mn vaht ' 'nil "*'!?. *^°"'t fail, but ;ill prevail Iill earth's watered by the rain/' ^ Wor^?/vr^1: "' y^'' »"y 'ead. Word to Elijah came, * ^V'^?^J"mselftoAhab, ilolir?"^' ^^''^''-'d «t»-aitway. JMount Cwrmel to ascend. When he God's holy niouut ascended. He to the people cried : " Bring hither all your chieftains Who have God's holy laws defied ! Wlnju in presence of your prophets A test sacrifice we'll call, And the God that answereth by fire, Let Him be Lord of all." The united sacrifice prepared, Of bullock's flesh then slain, Baal's worshippers cried to their god Their cause for to maintain ; From morning until noontide To their false god did they cry, But there was none who answered, Or none that did reply. With weapons keen, as may be seen. Their mangled bodies sore, Through self-inflicted wounds and scars, Lay weltering in their gore ! Yet until the evening sacrifice They pray'd aloud to Baal, Still he pitied not their anguish, Nor regarded yet their call. Then Elijah to the people said : " Come near to me, I pray, And the mighty works of Israel's God I'll show to you this day ; " He repaired the broken altar, And with twelve stones rais'd the same- Number of the tribe's of Jacob's sous — Saying, " Israel is thy name." The Altar being raised. And in order piled some wood, A bullock cut in pieces small. Elijah saw 'twas good ; A trench dug deep, with water filled Around the whole did flow ; In attitude of prayer to hea»en, His spirits seemed to glow : •' T^ord my God ! I pray thee. That these people's heart be tui'ued To bring them from their wicked way* ; Let the Altar now be burned. That they may know that Israel's God Does always relgu on high. And hereafter raise their voice of praige, And oc Hiu to rely.'' 81 i;P ! :i I ! i! 11 II I inl:!' f AnVl•^''"^'^^" consume, And hckod up tlie water in he trenoh ^„ None dared to presume ; '' '''"*^^- The people gazed with terror great flat ou hen- face loud cried fo,' peace: liiK LoKD Hi; J.S THE Goi !" Then Elijah unto Ahab sai.I :- JJi^'i"«';i«asoundof rain High up the mount I must ascend ts cause to ascertain." After seven times he stooped himself H,s tare between his knees ' VA hen a ime cloud like a ma, 's hand Ho saw lising from the seas. Then Elijah sent his servant Ihe king for to forewarn, *or to prepare his chariot, And flee the coming storm Then some time after this he went As you may plainly see, ' Journeying in the wilderness he sat Under a shady tree, '^* While praying to his God for death • Oercomo, fell fast asleep. *^ And bade him rise and eat. When he awoke he found a cake And ^ater by his sid^, ' L/nto Jiis God he prayed. tV'w-,*^*^^"'^^"^ forty days The Wilderness he trod, ^ ^ ' Tiil he rested at Mount Horeb Which IS the Mount of God.' To imitate Elijah Still *' In conduce, night and day. ^ 10 to his God by constai/prayer Jn Scripture w- are told ^ ' May you all like he then raised be In cliariots of gold. ' 22 Now to conclude and finish This Elijah's hiight career, • To follow through liis lil'o quite true, It will your licmts nil cliccr. i\s yon sing this in your lodge; rooms, J wish you all God sjaed : I'll rewarded he, as you may see. Your brother, Tliomas Keid. Toast. The Royal Black Knights of the Camp of Israel : may they never forget the dark cloud that wateruUhe earth, and Him that first saw it ! THE MUIJDER OF McBRIARS. Ye noble sons of William, whose principles aro pure, Be on j'our guard, both day and night, and keep yourselves secure ; Be on your guard both day and night— altend to what 1 say ; For midnight murderers lie in wait your lives to take away. On one Tuesday night in the monlh of April, He went into a tavern some hours to beguile With a true and faithful comrade belonging to the Cause, Who sr.id that he would ne'er desert King William's name oi laws. He was a member of our band of honour and great fame ; Ho was Master of an Orange Lodge— McBnars was his name. By Popish schemes he was brought to an untimely grave. When no kind Protestant was near his precious life lo save. Nothing but jokes were in his head, no harm was in his mind. But he happened to talk too loud the way his heart inclined, And for this the villains ^.wore, and kept their promise good, To wash their hands before they'd sleep that night in Orange blood. He had little thought when he left home upon that fatal morn. His children three would orphans be — he nevermore return ; One of his comrades said to him : " Come home and sleep with me." " Oh no," he kindly answered, "my wife does wait for me." He was an old and feeble man, not able to resist. And for this reason tliese rebels vile carried out their oath ; When they came unto a lonely place, where none could hear him cry, With his heart's blood, these murderers, the very stones did dye. Hard and brutal were their hearts who did this wicked deed, Beeausc he would not receive their vile Popish creed. But harder still was that woman's heart who upon him closed the door, When for his children's sake that night, for mercy did implore. 23 T. see hi. orpC-;- L",^- .^r^^l'^^r^ti: '" "- And P,,,j,i„ ,t ifta rioZ" ."tr tI,ou.,«nds ten, Now, to conclude and finish I'll *« i t , Ho on your guard dav Z ,'„i I 1 "^ ^ ^^«"" ? They never ?ouI^a^^o,"l?ro;Z^""l'•^?"^^ ^«^»t« sl.un ; Bnt as thoy served ^iBrCs'Z^X:^^^^^^^^^ fT XI , . Toast. To the death U„.„ „, P„p,-3^„, .„, „^„ .^,_ ^__^^^^^^__^^ THE CHOSEN FEW. ^LeS W T \'' '^^'t t*^ J«'-^'«^n came, T»r 7/«^>ovah's hand. They safcly cross'd that ancient stream As ,t were, upon dry land : ' 1- rV^ tribe they bore th^ ark-^ lTnHwV*'PP ^ '"to the flood! Unta the people had pass'd o'er, The swelling waters stood. "^ N^hV^' 17^^«' t^'° «nd a half- Nigh forty thousand men- TtTZ'h^^ r''' «"^,^«rlike staff. On n/»? ^ "^ ^'■''"^ 0"t t^»' glen : For T i'^ T''"t' "" "'ought of ftar For Jehovah was their guide. * On r^/"." ^^ t^'« ^«"<^ of I^romise On .Jordan's eastern side. "'"'"*' And Joshua by God's conimand. From each tribe a man he took Tocarry to the chosen land, ' Then on'f Ji-"'? ^T,' ""^ *»'« ^rook ; r" , **,^"': shoulders each did raisa To ra se an nl ar to His praise ' , v\ ho chose thorn for His own. 24 ight thoy bow, low un BMnce. Twelre stones they took that they might mark, The i)lace where, firiu and dry, Had stood the men that bore the Ark As Israel's host passed by ; The Ark with purple overspread, Contain'd the Law of God, A not of Manna — Heavenly bread — With Aaron's budding rod. Again, when Popish James arose, Ami wicked men did join ; , Again triumphant o'er their foes, Truth's lieroes cross'd tlie Boyne ; , And their foes, as wlicn Joshua led The tribe's to Canaan's shore. So perjured James from VViliium fled, Subdued to rise no more. Toast. To the treci that grew in the lake, and sweetened the waters for Israel's sake. THE PROTESTANT BOYS. Ye Protestant boys ! let your spirits arise. And boldly unite in our brave Orange cause. And show those croppies who wish to stop us, And strive to make you adhere to their laws — I say, let them see you can live and be free ; Then fly to your colours, and cheerfully join. No Britain should shun them : our forefathers won them, Amidi(^laughter and blood on the banks of the Boyne. How many, I ask, have forgotten that day ? How many we see if we only look round ! Yet how must they feel ? Must their hearts be like steel. When they think how their sires were felled to the ground By rebels and'traitors, those vile agitators. Who thought every Protestant vein to run dry. But William the Third with his men and his sword Put the rebels to flight on the 12th of Jul}'. Then who should be loath or afraid to come forth, And our bright loyal colours of Orange display. In commemoration of those who served our nation ? Oh, who would not celebrate that glorious day ! I say, to his shame, he's not worthy the name Of a Protestant subject, but him we'll deny That would not come forth and stop Popery's growl. And wear Orange colours on the 12th of July. Toast. Our Proteatftut Representatives in both Houses of Parliamwt 86 ■ ;! THE TRUE noiiy SOys OF LEVr. Ye royal ],retluvn ! who would wi.lx To promulgate the art divim.' • And there revive degrees sublime. For we are the t,-u« horn .sons of Len ^one on earti, to us (;an com nre . We wear the black and sc^trtC.T And ou our left breast a bla^nigst-u.. Wlum pious men in after ages, H ho iK^ld the faith of Christ in vi.w • Assisted by those reverend sat J ''' ' Whose professions were to sub lue. For we are, &c, ^'je,,^lj«J-tl»;rsty Turk and heathen Our blessed regions did infest ; Of tlieir strongholds were disposs'd. For we are, &c. Straightway arose a marti .1 bind And colours crimson, bhiok and ulo! For we are, &o. ''^J^^ra{^S;£-^Knigl.s of Malta, Assisted by the good Sine" ofdt 7^ ''''' For to protect the holy land. ^' For we are, &c. With martial zeal I then was fired A Knight Templar I wished to L- • For he subv-ersio,^ of the h t h 'i ^" ' Ijomed that bright communit"' For wo are, &c. '7nlt'l'' "''^^' ' ^''^« vvas dressed TolSn ?.^"'^^3^ firb myself arrayed 1 o join the army of the b est ' Immediately to God I p'^yej. • .' "^No'nrjreLUTir'^"-^^""-. We arp fiTn ^ *°,"^ cau compare • gi- a (tg.unuus "iiioruing Star." I. That He would grant me His favour, His i)ronii8(!3 botli sure and ^reat ; When lo ! these vvorils occurred to nie : '* Enter thou in at yon atraiglit gite." For we are, &c. •' For broad's the way that leads to ruin, And many are that go therein ; But enter thou at yon bright temple, Which is the most secure from sin." For we are, kc. With trembling steps I slow advanced, And knocked there botli loud and shrill, When lo ! a knight in glittering armour He asked of me what was my will. For we are, itc. After some questions he proposed, And which I answered with some fear ; He says : " If you are Turk or heathen. You shall uot really enter here. " For we are, &c. But said ; " If you believe the Gospel, And support the faith as I have done, I will lead you now into our temple, When you'll sea the New Jerusalem." For we are, &c. A flaming sword he placed in my hand. And with it I intend to fight Against the enemies of the Holy Ltnd, And to maintain a Christian's right. For we are, &.^. Through ragged ways he then led me : Twelve lights 1 saw after some toil, And in one of them I found a flaw. And instantly put out its oil. For we are, kc. An old Sir Knight at length appeared. Who was in glorious raiment dressed. The heavenly charges there h* gave me, "^Vhich lie secure within my breast. For we are, &c. 27 mthVJ^^ atnr ,,l«oca on yonr brenst, AiHl still n-meniber tho twelve stones On J.)rda..'s banks th<.y're always found. For \vc arc, &c. With justice and sincerity, " "'" lortitude and bravery Connected Ten.plars we do stand. For wo arc, &c. ^ Thfnlir Vr^i^^P^Shi and morning- llien as It was, as it was heretofore • Then as It was in the days of old And shall be so for evermore. ' For we are, &c. Kmghts ! joiii hands in social manner. Fro,n your Grand Master so ever known Fight under our lledeemcr's banner < Consider what for us he lias done. " til ..III 111 I •'r M His sacred blood freed us from dan-th from my heart ; Alu^'^T^ L'^'^- "' y^"'" "^"""^^ I ^ft mention. And think of the enjoyments your lodge rooms impart. "^oTrS^ l^;^'^ of bold Joshu., with Hiram and others, Ul bod s chosen leaders oft I heard defined • ThnnrfT"' *™?"?^*=,y?". i«y ^lear Orange brothers, Though fate now forbids it, yet my heart's inclined. In thus saying farewell and the hard word must utter. A number of friends quickly spring to my view They are true Orange heroes, of both shores of the Mersey, And Rome s mandates in legions from their presence oft flew. The first on the list is. Ball, Jervis, and Thomas, Who were alwavs found ready when honour did call, aL ffP ^ u 1^ "^'^^ °^"'^°'"" ^nd <=aus«d foes to surrender And through them " mock funerals " first met their downfall. The next In review is brave Sixsmith and Hari>er. With numbers of others-I can't well think of nl] . While they obey their old leader, whose name is Tom HalL 30 I still /itncy I see Lis oioar features approacliiiif?, At the head of the brethren as near them I drew ; Like a true sou of Levi home safely he brought them, Each man dress'd iu colours of oran;;{e ancfblue. E(jua|ly so do I think of brave Sixsmith with pleasure, He's a jolly good f.dlow : your hearts he'd soon cheer, If you felt very dry into Cook's he'd conduct you, And soon (picnch your thirst, with a pint of good beer. So now, then, farewell ! I must qnick fill a bumper. Of genuine good whiskey and drink to you all ; In a toast may we meet o'er the banks of the Jordan, Where Popery's not known and where tears never fall. Once more, then, farewell, my dear brethren I bid you. With your wives and your little ones, many a score ; May health, peace and plenty, in abundance 'tlow round you Is the prayer of Tom Reid and he cannot say more. " ' But although he's adopted Columbia's great nation. As his future home, yet his heart is still the same ; He'll still favour his friends with a true Orange ditty. In support of the cause and brave King William's name. Toast. To the brethren of the Loyal Orange Institution of Great Britain who were the fiist to put down the "Mock Funerals" of Fenian murderers. THIS BLACK MAN'S MAKING. One night I left my native home. And to my lodge room went. My brethren were all sitting there, And seom'd to be content ; Soon one request I made of them, If they would grant to me Another step along the road, That leads to liberty. When Ibegan the mount to climb — " Mount Horeb " was its name— I saw a bush was burning bright, And in a mighty flame ! When I beheld the mighty blaze, I knew not what to say ; J then went to "Mount Carmel," MV,^ Old prophets lor to pray. n V * : IMI^ And when niy prayers were ended, Out of the East did rise A little cloud like a nun's hand, ^ Which did me much suiprise ! The next command given to me was My cliariot to prepare, With speed I drove along the way- Like eagles through the air. Then when I to Golgotha went, To drink a health to all, The toast went round, my name was found. Sirs,— brethren, we are all ! Then straight to Jericho I went. As Joshua ^ve command. It was my ousiness when there To view the promis'd land. And soon the king sent after me. In order to take my life. When a*woman did preserve me, That was neither '• Maii nor Wife •" Out of a window by a scarlet line, ' She gently let me down. And went straight into a garden. And there my brethren found. Now to conclude and finish. Keep Joseph in your minds. Through all your weary travels. You left him not behind ; I'm sure he was a man of God, He interpreted the king's dream, I wish you all true brethren. Ever steady to remain. Toast. k: ENGLAND'S ANSWER Up ! every English heart and hand. Up ! loyal men and true ; For Kome would grasp this glorious land, And make— Aye, slaves of you » The chains ;^" ««ing ?" tJ'ey soft to me .lld say. " Pmv ih f''"'^ "'^ *^^^''t ; !'•» now upon my way.'' i;ray what s your mission, or what wilkyc.u do there ? " lo free all my brethren that now in bondage are " " That now in bondage are, &c. Then they brought me to a mount which I had to ascend IvCnl^'^^ -'''f'' «^crets,-bei„g led there by a ?He„d ! WH . ',,***^'?«<1 ""y «l^J^ct, and to the top did olin I Where there I got the secret words, that are so diWne. Words that are so divine, &c. '^ And'wh ,?'J ?"i'"^ ''T^ ''''' ^^^"'" I ^"^^'d'^d on my knee I sJi^ "? iTVi:"?^. ""' ^'^^ ^'^'"^*"^^^l straight of me 1 sjiia . Jt IS the light I desire most to see. " Ihen they said : " My dearest brother thee ! we will give it unto We will give it unto thee. &c. ^ mni^T*'''"","*^-^^^''''''^' "" •^''"•^n^«« tli^i-'^ had been g.Y,^*^" I ?f «'i ^'th amazement on all that T h.d se"n"' A F*f " *^ '"^ "r * ^""iP*^'-. VMt^ed in the mystic rot And they toasted to thei; brotherfand the secSs he h^t. And the secrets he had got, &c. ^^^ 39 r^i i Sf I li. % Now we ve travelled o'er this mysterious foreign land, And may onr new-born brother firm in the faith long stand. And may the purple order by Marksmen be revered, And when they prove the Orange true, with them it shall be shared. With them it shall be shared, &c. Toast. 11 i?^'''-^ *l't ^™"^® "^"'^ ^"'I'^*^ ^« ^^^^ triumphant. And success to nil Purple Morksmen all over the globe. THE BOYNEVS GREEN SIDE. HY DUO. THOMAS REID, ENNISKILLEN L.O.L. 387. ^'^'"nSl'i"^ ' -r' ""[^^'^ ^"'^ ^'""''SO songs we have seen for years The author say.s it is not easy to compose an Orange song-as all the diff«r ill I'T "* "'' r;^''"* ''■'•^^ *'''» ^^«"i tlueadlfare We th nk a lew such .-iongs as these would disprove his own assertion TWnn^ can be sung to "Col. Veruer," ''Graiiiacliree " '^Tl p Pnii a ^ Marksman," and severaUther good oV S-JeWaZ ISlSi^i One morning, in my youthful days, I along Boyne's banks did stnv Aiid thought 01 those who bled and died upon th^tglo bus „v^' When W iLUAM led his armies there, and James's has?s d fier* Their warlike cry arose on high upon the Boyne's green side. CiiORirs_So, myj?J^»S brethren, join with me, whatever may And loud proclaim Kino William's name, as on the Boyne s green side. With thoughts like these I sat me down to contemplate the scene The silver stream still rolled along its verdant banL so green ' A column bright soon caught n.y sight, built solid in th?tide ' Brave bchomberg's name, I read the same upon the Boyne's goen side Still looking f.rther on I saw a field that stood hard by, Where Enniski lien s bravest sons gave many an anxiois si^h • To see so many brave men fall, tears down their cheeks did^lide One rending cheer caught William's oar upon the Boyne's gfeen side. In mingled awe I thought I saw^ing William to them go • i-id^^rj •, -^..^ nv, v-uiue un wiin me, in iead you to the foA Such^M^ come on witn , . , , . - Fermanagh could provide 'US sight, m armor '-' ' ' . - i ejuoriient thorn 40 upon the Boyne's green side. ; stand, ; shall be ml success to •r years. The all the difter- We think a n. The song Royal Arch 'inion.] did stray, s day, lied, e. latever may e, as on tlie 5 scene, en ; ide, I green side. glide, reen side. the foe. en side." Both man and steed plunged in the stream with glittering sword in hand ; King James, amazed, with terror gazed upon this fearless baud • He says, '* I'm off for Dublin, whatever will betide. Since I must fall, I'll renounce all, upon the Boyne's green side." Farewell ! dear Boyne, and Erin's Isle, I'm for Ontario's shore ; My heart it bleeds to think of those I never may see more ; They're heroes true, who wear the Blue— but Orange is their pride— They'll wear it still, and conquer will— as o^ the Boyne's green side. Let Fenians boast their murderous toast, Canadian soil to stain, With Orange blood, like to a flood, in rivers o'er tlie plain ; For British yeoman, as of yore, their popish yells defied, And raised the Royal standard high, as on the Boyne's green side. Once more, farewell I bid you ! dear brethren of the isle ; May you meet each July morning, to exchange the happy smile- To enjoy your trip, with staff and sorii>— your loved ones by your side. Will share the fun, for v:.;tory's won, upon the Boyne's green side. LINES ON THE DEATH OF D'ARCY BOULTON, LATE G. M., ONT. . BY THOMAS REID. He's gone ! to his God departed, still on memory's page his name Shall amongst all brethren foremost be, till we meet him again Beyond death's gloomy desert, on yon golden shore of love, Inside yon gates, salute us will in the Gmnd Lodge above. He's gone ! why do we mourn when we feel he still doth live ? An angel bright, in God's pure sigiit, who, his soul to him once gave- To caiTv out, while on this earth, his just decrees of love. And when finished all, that soul did call, to the Grand Lodge above. His memory dear we'll long revere and cherish to the last, And toast in solema silence his deeds in days gone past ; When in furtherance of our Order, 'gainst winds and tides he strove. In William's cause, still upheld the laws of the Gmnd Lodge above. Hia departure from amongst us your hearts it grieved full sore, 1 he sudden death of one so loved, who many colours wore • Beloved by all, 'til death's dread call, removed him like a dove- Pure ! to Uve and sing with Glory's King in tho Grand Lodge above, 41 All honour to you brethren of Ontario, I «„y, Who nol.Iy canu. the .li,stan..es. ym.r last rosnect to mv * W th ICS^^f » till. ill. ill i. THE ORANGE YEOMANRY OF NINETY- EIGHT. I am an humble Orangeman, my father, he wns one The mantle which the sire once wore 1. s lalien to the son I He ranked with those who qnelled t' foes -the foes of Church and State. The gallant Orange Yoemanry, wJio fought in ninety-eight. The light which led theiuspirits on, o'er battle fields di.l shine tach breast was freedom's cmple pure ; each heart was freedom's snnne ! As sank the day in glorious ray, some sank, an.l bright their fate ' Ihe gallant Orange ^ onianry, who fought in ninety-eight. Behold the Orange peasant, or the Orange artisan » Go view his home observe his ways, you'll find it is his plan Through woe or weal, with godly zeal true men to imiUte. Like the gallant Orange Yeomanry who fought in ninety-eight. To guard the faith which Luther preached, the rights which William 1™ Oily Each Orangeman relies upon his Bib!e and hisgnn ! He prays for peace, yet war would face, should rebels congregate- Like the gallant Orange Yeomanry, who fought in ninety-eight. Who fears to speak of ninety -eight ? This was the silly note, Of one who was afraid to put his name to wbat he wrote ! He was afraid, they're all afraid, they know we'd gag their prate As did the Orange Yeomanry, who' fought in ninety-eight. ' 43 AiKl each true hSi 0™„!L1 " ""f?™ "' ""^ "»'■• I of nin^l y'Sghi!'' ^''"^' ^^°'?^"' ^^^'^ ^«"«'»t ''•"^ conquered the rebels T.R. I. I'll ' THE SHEPHERDS BOY I asked lira where he «f. h^J^ T, *^»''>'"' « J"" command ! " ■• To ,„.der e;:;'rm:Xi.f ^uts: ^h^s.-s^i- hring," " *'"" '" '^heem-glad tidings riT them ••"nis "°:il!\r'"!ii5Jrfo7" f ""••j"» ""-""' -'"si.. ■o ae, was left for me to gnide the shepherd's boy." ""fe ™"eTth"S:1fe "dT ■■' "-V '-"We sight '^ Undtn^'dly aerss fh^lT ^'^ ^^'^fc '^"'^ P'^'^^ t^- in his scrip At the first blJw helaid LnTw '.^'i'S?^/^"^^ J"'* trip : ''"P' He dropped his sE ani *h ' ''"* "/''l' ^^^^ ^^rby, *^ bov ^' *°^ ***«y madeakinff of th/v« u„,_ , i4 leath await, ety-eight. sred the rebela T.R. Now to conclude and finish this wondt-ons dream of minf ThcM H none but he that's born free, shall ever know the same bo hH your glass, round let it i)ass, for I am getting dry, And toast to the glorious memory of the young ahepiierd boy. Toast. To the Young Shepherd boy. T. R. me ! >herd'sboy." d j)lay ! :Ji joy, >herd boy. lid, ply:— oy." king, I ni them ' high, erd's boy." lerd boy. i woe : ir," . heph erd's his scrip, Sucpherd SHUTTING OF THE GATES. Am: " Auld Lang Syne. " :- Full many a long wild winter's night, and sultry summer's dav rnM^^^tVt"^ ^TV'?""^, ^"Tl *"•''' ^'8^'*' ^'om Kerry's wall,; away; told are the hands that closed the gates apainst the wily foe ^ But liere s to time s remotest date, their spirits still shall glow. So here's a health to all good mr,n, to all good men and true, And when we close our gates again we'll then be all Irue blue. Lord Antrim's men came down yon glen, with drums and trumpets ^ny Oiir prentice boys soon heard the noise, and then prepared for ])l.i\"- WJuJe some opposed, the gates they closed, and joining heart in Imml, Before the wall, resolved to fall, or for their fceedom stand. When honour calls, to Derry's walls, the noble and the brave ; O, he that in the battle falls, shall find a hero's grave. IJien came the hot and doubtful fray, with many a mortal wound, While thouMndsm wild war a array, stood marshalled all arou.ul • Each hill and plain was strewed with slain, the Foyle ran red with blood. But all in vain, the town to gam, here William's standard stood, Keraoved are those who faced th« foes, as men and lieroas sIk.uM, Am let the slave steal to his grave who fears to shed his blood. The matehless deeds of those who here defied the tyrant's frown tji history 8 brightest rolla appear, emblasBoned in renown ; Here dMthless Walker's faithful word sent hosts against the foe. And gallant Murray's bloody swonl the Gallic ehicf kid low. Wa honour those heroic dead, their glorious memory, May we who stand here in their stead, as wise and valiant be. Oh ! mre a heart of stone would melt, the scenes once here to see Ann witn«88 all our fathers felt, to make their country free • They saw the lovelv matron's cheek with want and terror pale, f hay heard their child's expiring shriek, float on the passing gale. And here they stood in fire and blood, as battle raged around Resolved to die, till victory our purple standard crowned. ' 16 Toast. William's answer: "Our Bible and our God." ;,' i 3 1 SJ THE ORANGE INSTITUTION. Conie, Ifit us meet in love and glee, le Orange bretl.ren, bold and free, And toast in bumpers, three-times-three. A"eOKange Institution. ;May It again triumphant stand, IJie shield of this oirr native land, lu spite of that malignant band Who hate our Institution. Think on the year of ninety-eight. When thousands rose against the State. did their sanguine hopes defeat ? _ Ihe Orange Institution. *or m defence of Britain's crown Our Orange yeomen of i«nown I'ut the insulting rebels dof'D, And saved the Constitution. Soon as the Orange syefcoaiMMwJ* '^"'^' "• ihe Popish iwsecutiwi fte^. And dissipation hid her hmi^ Checked by oar Ijiatitution. Peace was restored to tMg'lJiir Jsle. Secured by Freedom's cheering smile, Ihus Orangemen from traitors vile, Preserv'd the Constitution. To counteract, by valour sound. All hostile plots that mjght abound, The Orange Institution. 46 »' Erected on a basis sure. To keep us and our rights secure, And guard from force of faith impure, Our King and Constitution. Toast. The Orange Institution, the bulwark of freedom and religious liberty. ° «' THE BLACKMAN'S DREAM. One night, I thought a vision brought me to a spacious plain Whereon its centre stood a mound, whose top I wished to "ai'n ; Orange and blue, au'l pvn^ie too, were given me to wear, " And for to see this ry, they did me thus prepare. My guide, a pack placed on my back, with pillars of an Arch, A staff and scrip placed in my hand, and on I thus did miirch ; Through desert lands I travelled o'er, and the narrow road I trod, Till something did obstruct ray path, which I found it was a toad. So then I saw what did me awe, though wandering in a dream— A flaming bush, though unconsumed, before me did remain ! And as I stood out of the wood, I heard a heavenly sound. Which bade me east my shoes away, for it wi\s holy ground. Two men I saw with weapons keen, which did me sore annov, [Into a pyramid I ran, that standing was hard bv ; And as I climbed the narrow way, a Hand I there did see. Which laid the lofty mountains low in the scale of equity. Black, blue and gold about my neck this apparition placed, Into a chariot I was put, when we drove off in haste ; Twelve dazzling lights of beauty bright were brouijht to guide my way And as we drove through Cypress trees, one of them died away. * Near to a mount I saw a fount of living water flow, " I being dry," they did reply, " to drink you there may go ;" The mystic cup I then took up, and drank a health to all That were born free, and kept their knee from bowing unto Baal. I'oast. To the Mystic Cup that was never made by human hands. 47 i 4 m m THE OLD ORANGE TREE. When William came to England thn K{nt, «f u ♦« i. When a few branches there sp,!. up. »n,I W^htS R>p.,y. So let us all join heart in hand, and loWnrfy vma For we are the loyal branehes of that old OrL^^e. we bo. n.,Til:^!Z'i-^^ZZ.-S^Zi^i^, .,e Eo,„e. S3 let us all, &c. Wl.on William went to Ireland, tlie Protestants to join Kn.„ .Tables and his men were sore afraid when they saw the Orange So let us all, &c. tIm n ti^'f ^'"^o''^5••a"ge Tree got scattered up and down i .1! the ,v,„ter season .t came on, and'croppe,! ouT^iTngTW So let us all, &c. The winter season being o'er, the weather fine and clear And where there's one branch dropped off, we have i^fted a,* So let us all, &c. Now to conclude and make an pr.«l q«,i a : i. H..,.. „ b.,,lth.a„a ..actwte a'„"d ^sM"WrS?i And let us live in nn fv f>i..l «.,„ * "*" ^^"^ "r« A ., 1 1 + 1- • i;-"-M luug iiie ana rest, t An. l.t us ive n, unity, and ever more agree And on each Twelfth of July, see fmit u|.n mir tre«. Toast The Old Orange Tree. Oraugeiuen ; i9 [Copy. 3 ry. kgree, ge Tree. le. » Eoyne. * se ; ie Orange B. ive. mm; IQ^ St. Ann Street, Birkenhead, LivERPooi,, England. TO HIS HIGHNESS PRINCE BISMARCK : Noble Prince,— As an humble member of the great Industrial Family of mankind I venture to approach, in love and loyalty, the most worthy reprel sentative I can conceive of that more powerful order of genius and intellect, whose province it is to plan and contrive, whilst we duller mortals carry out tnd execuf,e. i.-ii'' •"?!'" i^Jf"*^ '^^'^''^ Liberty, in its fullest sense, is the inalienable birWiright of the meanest citizen, I could not but have sympathised with you in your endeavours to consolidate upon the soil of your dear fatherland, the fabric we are here so accustom'd to venerate and admire ; much less could I have failed to follow with intense eagerness your efforts to overthrow that stupendous despotism which in the shape of an armed and overbearing France, sat for so maiiv years as a nightmare upon ihe bosom of trembling Europe • that France, which, not content with the enslavin,? of Lr owii wople endeiavoured successfully for years to rivet fetters ufK)n the limits of a neighbouring and noble nation, and which has never ceased for ages to look with longing eyes across that grai^d old Rhine you have done so much to render more famous and historic. •In offering you iny congratulations. Noble Prince, f look back with pnde and thankfulness to that era in your country's history when the Monk of Heidelberg " rent with a vigorous hand the dark foul curtain of superstition, whicli the vile arts of the Papacy had drawn before the face of Nature. His revolution was a moral one ; yours a political one— both Iiaving for their ends the advancement of truth and man s material interests. Humble as may be my votive offeriiiir it springs from a heart fully alive to the great debt of gratitude lue to you by the world, and, as such, I trust it will meet with a kindlv reception at your hands. I feel the more compelled to this course from considering that there is a great link connecting the two great Nations of the Universe (famous alike in science and war), which cannot be dissevered by the accidental circumstances of geographiial position VIZ., the common blood which flows within the veins of Teuton and Saxon alike ; nor can I forget that the hardy Norsemen of the sea-eirt shores of Deutchland gave birth to the Anglo-Saxon family, and transpkntecl to the shores of Britain a flower, which had luxuriated for ages within the wilds and ftistnesses of the ancient Germania England owes her greatness to her Sons— those Sons inherit from their nnurpiiifnrs tha n,in}Ui^^ ,.,i.:..i. — ^^ —^t- , t i - 1 ' " Ij iV" !•' !•!".. VI- r. rTiiiv.li gvr lu make up a great and a Tree people. Self-reliance, stubborn endurance, patfence un .er defeat leading to greater and more successful efforts for tlie accomplishment 49 J 4 B^l \\i n : . of th roason to hvo. and admire. ® '*'^ *° "'"ch dov^llLl'of' tlfj'' Funcr^n'J'M^-"^" unification of Germany, the religious libo ty_cX 7me io oolcT"^"'"' '^''''"^ ^^ «'^" ^"^1 Sovereign as in^irumSs s Lfal y^teX^^^^^^^ ^^'"^'VT ment of His ffreut design If ,« L. Ix I .. ^'^^ '"® accomplish the accompaS- g v.^^^ • 'Aev b! n f^ iT ^''^'"^' ^ '^"^« ^°'»P«««d but such as tl ev are I nmv vnn^n ^i i" 'I "'^l''''' "^^ sentiments ; a true and loyauiea/t ^ ^ ^ ' "'''^' *'''"* ^ *^« outpourings of I have tlie honour to be, Noble Prince Your most obedient servant THOMAS REID. Dated this first day of January, 1872. PKINCE BISMARCK AND THE DOWNFALL OP FRANCE. BY THOMAS REID. 1 fl 1 1 ll Air: "Lillabulcro." ''"" 'n~g rS,i P"^ ""^ '""•'"°"' ""'» *•'- f«- verse, T. "" ' mJS£';:Sew" "°"°'"- "-« '"--ck, .he le.o .„, ve^, i. attributes of ill view in iss from the suing fiiniily all 80 much ermany, the f civil ami ' Illustrious acooTnpIiah ^e composed sentiments ; tpourings of S REID. JANCE. verses I'm ipery, by •^ verses is I God and cause he to guard ictated to ing that And for years had earth's false god been kept on the altar, supported by bayonets of Frenoiimeii, it's true ; In the city of harlots, wheie oft slaughter and murder, by Antichrist's onters of men not a few ; And Italia's sons many years w.ro i.i bon-lage, and pleaded in vain gainst the dark deeds of Home, For the Bourbons upheld thier great Antichrist's usnge, and thousands ot men in dark dungeons did groan. But now came the time when this wholesale seducer of millions of souls, should be called to the bar, To receive his just sentence ; no thought of repentance by him who was followed by Bethlehem's star • •• Go down ! " said the Judge. " for you. cup overfloweth, the blood of the martys ones to me on high ; Your crimps always great, with your last vain ambition, co-equal with me, Heaven s laws you defy. And your Corsican son that supports your vain glory, shall be called to account on the soil he's now Kin^r In conjuriction with you shall be surelj degraded by those I appoint retribution t<» bring ; -> n Then France .leclnred wa? against !>rotestant Prussia, and sent straight to Rome for Ins HoIiikvs's aid, ° Who sent them back crosses, with abundance of masses, and for their special success to St. Peter.he prayed. But Prussia and Fatherland .do.ely united, and free from Rome's bouilage they loudly did siii". And join'd hands in chorus of real true devotion, to laws framed bv Bismarck and William their Kin<' • ' lake William of old. he accepted the challenge, through Bismarck's wise counsel and Protestant zeal. From the king to th^ peasant, each heart with emotion, to the (Jod of their fathers m prayer did appeal. Now, Napoleon assembled and marched with his legions of idolators true, who on Marv did call To direct and defend then™, also a la Berlin, and shield them from the force of the heretic s bsill ; The> had not marched far when the proud Pru.«si .n Eagle, with its brave standaid bearers, appeared with great noise. German heroes fast pattllng. their drams loud a-rattling, to the heart- cheering tune of the Protestant Boys. Napoleon desired MacMahon to order the Imperial young Prince the dread signal to give, t * « To baptize his Mitrelleuse with pure holy water,-of the tears of St. Dennis, «o that she might live ; To obey the command, the light youth he departed, like a true son of Kome to h: post quickly flij^g When lo, and behold you ! a great heretic bullet dashed every drop of the water right into his eyes. "' * 61 And May flowing [Translation.] REPLY. London, April 12th, 1872. which have takerplace on th« Ponf • ^T*"^^'"** ^^' l^""^*^ changes good will in a poem ' Continent ; and morever. ofTering ySr for tSi^t^S^^Sl;;^^^^^^^^ to thank ^o„ and poem did not reach hZ tilUhe ah fS^.^^^*^ y^""* "''""o^^^^ By order of the Imperial German EmlM»aayi (Signed) S. J. STUOBRAER. Thomas Reid, Esq., 163 St. Anne Street, Birkenhead, Liverpool. * 02 did thundel', ith the whole ther, "spf 1 ot looking to 'ing William • to Protest- Jehovah on 's Pope and full flowing I otUers, of idance flow any each be LISNAOADE. You Protestants of Ulster, I pray you join with nie, Your voices raise in lofty praise, and show your loyalty • fcxtol the day we marched nwny, with Orange flags so fine. in order to commemorate the conquest at the Hoyne. The first that fought upon that day, the Prince of Orange was. He headed our forefathers in his most glorious cause • 1 i-otestant rights for to maintain, and poperv to degrade And m the memory of the same, we fought'at J.isnngade. 'Twas early in the morning, before the rise of sun, An information we received that our foes, each with liis mm Tn"rK»Z ^^ "n' *^' L"«*'r>^' «t'«"Kly ♦'"trenche.l in a forth. To disgrace our Orange flag, but it chamed they broke their oath. We had not marched a mile or so, when the white flag we espied.. W th th^^f' ""- ^"'^'"'T "" ^'^ '"P- '^'^ *'"«'• t'»"y "'"ch relied ; With this Inscription nnderneath, " IJail, Mary ! " i.nto thee Deliver us from those Orange dogs, and then we will be free At half an hour past six o'clock the firing did commence, dens^*^ ^ ' ^''''''''''"^ '*'" *"''"' *''^ "«»veus were con- SlfUvH'^li"^'' ^^^/f^^^oJ^n sods, to whom they used to pray. But my Lady Mary fell asleep, and the cowards ran away. h, 1872. le German uary, con- al changes ?ring ybur hank ^ou msmodal RAEK. Toast. To the memory of those who beat their foes- Foes who to Angels prayed — ^^" «P»te of Angels, Popes, or Priests, The Boys of Lisnagade. T. R. PADDY AND THE GRANDFATHERS. l" ?,"''l^"' ^'""^ ^^^y* "°*^ * ^<>"8 time ago, As Michael was walking about to and fro. He had the mishap, in a very wHe street, # On a sudden, his Father Confessor to inee't • ' nf ™°/n/"5'"«»id the priest ; "Good morning," said Pat • , . ,?"* ?a'"t«d him not by a touch of his hat : ' • HOW s this ?" said the priest, " what a chan^ in your manner • Indeed, I'm afraid youVe deserted our banner. " ^ ' 63 r ]}\l' ": ■ " You ne'er come to Clinpel. nor e'n yet to Mom. tome tel to me, Michael, the truth without fail. «. I,."/; '"y '""e'** prnj ..,-8 for you are sure to preva 1 ;" Indeed, then, Your Jleverence, snid Pat, with a smile. J;o more your smooh words mv poor soul will be3 I ve ^omed the good P-otestants.'justa while sint?^'''' Ihe indulgence I get now is in keej.ing my pence.'' " No more I'm the creature of you nor the Pope, That numbers wi 1 follow, I live in the hope^ y ith reproof on his lips, and fire in his em rhe learned confessor at once made reply : Indeed Mr. Michael, it's what I foresaw,^ Ihe very last time you made light of'our law. Of the Church, of the Pope, of his bulls and his masses And off you went gadding to Protestant asses." ' " Yet you know not a word of the Greek nor the Latin hoT yet m your Irish can you say a pood math,, ' Indeed you can scarce tell broivn money from v«/W Rnf ,-...1 ' A 1^ *''^ f *'■?''" ^ "«^'* '•««<1 a letter, But indeed I've read what I think is murh bet er nl II / THE RELIEF OF DERRY. Air ; My am kind dearie, 0. Tlie gloomy hour of trial's o'er. No longer cannons rattle, 0, r ^r""*'^ ^^^ ^^ seen no more, • A"^ -^""^^^ l^as lost the battle, 0. And here are we renowned and free, ' wK '"*'<^^" walls surrounded, 0, Whilst all the knaves who'd make us slaves. Are baffled and confounded, 0. The «' Dartmouth " spread her snow-white sail. Her purple pendant flying, 0, W jiile we the danntless heroes hail. Wlio saved as all from dying, 0. ' 64 It W 111 01 Ea Bi H. Or By ».. Fo igue, »» Like Noali's dove, sent from above, While foea would starve and grieve us, O, Through flooel flag of green • For they are the sons, who often ia fell slaughter' Cowardly butchered the helpless and the old • ' None did they 8i)are-the mother aged and daughter fell neath their vengeance, relentless, cruel, cold. Then Orangemen, arise ! ha true to one anoiker .Shake out your banners, tlie rebels to defy • While on each side we feel sure that we have k brother btund to your guns, boys, and keep your pawUer dry. Orangemen, arise ! be firm and stand together, Feaiing no foe, our rights we will maintain ; And in the hour of need around our flag we'll gather 1 fi.rht and to win as our fathers did heiorei WImt should we fear, though Popish foes assemble, A .H ;? " T """^ °^ ?'^ ^^'i;'"^ *"•* Aughrim's well. fought pbin. And the glorious banks of Boyne, where William mad? them trim hie And where we, too, would meet them, and conquer them ISJcain * Then Orangemen, arise, &c. Wellguardfrom her foes, as an eagle would her neat • And while a thread remains of the Hag now wftvinff oVr us. TT e M siand oy tnat iiag though the pike was at our breaat. veamiing, •y arming ; I tender, der ! " r, iry ; "No Sur. 0. R. O. And around our Irved Queen well rally to defrnd Wf, Fiom traitors and from fm-s, no matt»;r wlienre they rise, And boldly march forth, whih- the cry of " No Surrender ! With shouts of defiance shall echo to the skies. Then, Orangemen, &c. 30 of their rother, er dry. •I m.; THE ISRAELITES FREED FROM BONDAGE. Ye lovins brethren, all draw nr,>, That's free from all idolatry. And with patience lend an ear. Till I nlato my stw. It's, «lways bear it in your mind, When you receive the Word aud Sign, It was instituted by Divine, To frie ui all from slavery. It's full four hundred years and more. Our brethren wire oppressed sore ; Unto kind heaven they did implore To remove their sitiudion. Their sighs and gioans to Horeb came. The great Jehovah heard the same, Who called Moses thrice by name, For to go back to Egypt. When that Moses to Joshua came, He met hisjbrethi-en on the plain. Who asked of him from whence he i ime— IL' answered them in Hebrew* tremble, uu. \n He said, " From Horeb I have come. And Brother Moses is my name, And I am come for to redeem My brethren all from slavery," When ihat his bi-ethren hoard him say, Their hearts with joy did ovei flow, "Wh«j they heard thev were to the Promise Land to go, And to leave the house of bondage. » It w«6 when they all as one combine. MaruUing through in heavenly line. Leaving their enemies all behind, In a sorrowful lamentation. 67 i ! ■ |i ' ■ :" 'i: II : *' Marclung tlirougti tlie wildenim wide. With the great I AM to be their gwidJ. liut when they came to the ocean side, They wanted a pass- word over. When they thdr password did receive, Which saved them from a watery grave: Proud Pharoah's host to ri.le the w^av.., To Israel's consternation.' Now since that they're from bondage free Come h-t us all kneel down and prav ' Returning thanks both night and day, For our grtit f)reservation. '#. :( ' ■•■'£. '1? h' ? if: f !, if: THE liATTLE OF GLENOE. From six o'clock that raom'n- till it wa. eight at niirl.f AM awore „e ,v„„,d „„t .,e.,. that »ig..t*,m oU^^'i;!, he'd .pill. When they 8,„el]ed Orange „„I,&f^ '"", 5'"™ ■"<' «»Mn« ; But M„r.4 .u.«ht rz„r,^ii ;"s-»j JI^-H-t^ There wi none of .rS C dfdTfl «' ^''T ' That ™ WUli.„.„n and Bar'tl? "^Jt^^JJ ^^11^.- tJ ddnt''3;,?'f "'?' 0""K™'" I cannot l.alf relate Thev ;.?„ ; t' ™t™o°f 'l'™ .'••» ">o«»«nd P.,S lea. . 68 I It 8 every night and morning those Ribbonmen may pray, That tlie Orangemen of " Kellyman " were not there that day ; Had they waited in Coalisland to the Orangemen came in, They'd have sent them down to Purgatory to purge them of their sin. Long live bold Edward Hanna, a hero of renown. He marcheil his men courageously tlmt day from Stewartstown • He says : " Come on ! my Orange boys, tlieir numbers we defy, We 11 beat them as King William done on the 12th day of July." Then our Orangemen advanced— though their numbers were but few- Advanced down towards the bridge, and soon them did subdue ; We took two stand of arms, some pikes and pitchforks, too, ^ Our victory does far exceed that gained at Waterloo. As for those fourteen Britons, their names should be enrolled, And sent to Dublin Castle in letters gilt with gold. Who for their Queen and country that day did bleed their veins Before they'd yield to Popery or Dau. O'Counell's schemes. So, now, let every Orangeman take a full glass in hand, And drink to William's memory, who formed the true plan, Who save And at the shortest notice rise, all heretics to slay. Then band together firmly, &c. So brave and gallant Johnston, aye—prepared to dn «n,i i N.,w let a bumper toast go roui^d, witrEurs frt t^^^^ In 1 ^fy"f,^? "ey^"- "'i'l forget, nor Derry's u-allsTnowny ' And should hke days return again, we'll at our post be found. Then band together firmly, kc. Toast. To the boys of Sandy Row. THE "LAWRENCE CITY RIOTS," M.iSSACHUSETTS U S JULY TWELFTH, 1876. " BY THOMAS REID. Air: Boyne Water. Ye Orange Muses grand, your assistance I command And crave a 1 your efforts to unfold * A Ulot of a " Rnininh «Ia« " *- _j- , ^ On laat Twelfth day oFjuly, ^e^e^ ^^^ ."^'-K«m^ f n. wind. e, U.S., It was in Lawrence town, our brethren of renown Was determined for to celebrate the day When at the "Boyne,' ' some fun, freedom by our sires won. And by Wilham who chased Popish James away. It was with that intent, each brother to his lodge-room went • All marshalled in bright colors arrayed, ' When round an '« Altar Grand " humbly knelt each Orangeman And to God m solemn prayer each brother prayed : When, prayers then being o'er, they opened wide the door. Agreed that no offence should be given To those who might oppose, who for ages still weio foes lo all Orangemen long dead, and those living. But all the world o'er, sons of the scarlet " W " Their nature's not changed whatever. *n'*^*^"*'^ *° y^^ ' ^y* ^^^ *« murder, kill and slay All Orangemen, their prayers now and forever : Now their worthy " Master Grand." pride of Massachusetts land • „ ^ **« I'tr • S^/^ ^'°y»' I'" ^^^^ ; ^01 all will follow, For while our God is near, no rebel host we'll fear, But our neighbouring brethren meet before to-morrow." Tlien they all with one combine, marching through in heavenly line ; Their music with their drums loud did rattle. With their wives and daughters all, sweethearts and children small, _Mcst lovmglv along the route did prattle • When our brethren we did meet, we did each other greet, Kecalling "Mountains of Joy," as of yore W^«» stond^"" ^''^ "^^ "*"'^'" ^^'^''^^ '^"""^^^ '"^'"^^ "^'^ ^'^'^■ Their deeds we'll celebrate for ever more. Then lovingly we spent the glorious day in merriment ; Returning Jiome not contemplating any danger. Rebel thousands with a will, resolved Orange blood to spill That night, m order to appease their Popish anger ! Then these "imps of hell " did bound, and four brethren did sur- round, With their wives and their little ones tender When our Orange prayers of love were heard by Him who rulewabove In our honoured Mayor we found a true befriender. Of those four Orange heroes bold, in letters gilt with gold. iheir names should be spread o'er the nation. As their courage to a man caused rebel hosts to stand f And tremble in rage and confusion • ^iSr^.u^l^o ".**,^^'"**''''« ^*"™« - Brother Cassidy by name— With the Spinlows. each stood firm a^'^ of«a/„ . They with their Orange and their Blue, "they de&d the Popish crew Their revolvers being loaded and ready. ^ ^ 61 1 cannot yet conclude without remarking what I should 01 tJie fen)ales who were present at the fray ' Who resolved one and all, with their \nm> nds for to fall ! Before they'd yield to Rome's minions on that day i So on next July mom we'll sound loud our Orange horn. And make vassals of Rome to knock under ; '^w'Jul'' ^1^1^-'^^ ?,?f,P°'^'' T''^ ""^""^ g""*^"*^ "Columbia's Shore," We 11 toast King William, the Jtoyne, and " No Surrender !" Toronto, 8 th September, 1875. M ^ THE NORTH OF IllELAND, TENTH OCTOBER, 1822. How happy is the festive scene', where worth and wealth -.mi)iniuff Jn patrotic bands are seen, all common cares resigning • With love for all, both great and small, our country's gU devising. l!-ach pmdent course, and nch resource, in wisdom calm revising. Piirsiiits like these must surely please the heart that can feel pleasure. mZire ' '''°^' ^^' ""' "*" '*^"S' ^"' <=omfort wtthoui Each happy day that rolls away, while man his brother blesses Produces joy without alloy, and this the heart confesses. Then here's to Erin's lovely fields, her sons and daughters ^int^• Her matchless soil that freely yields of choicest giftfa plenty • * or many a year may we meet here, to prove we dearly love her • May those who roam come quickly home to cherish and improve 'her. ! who to swell vam France's pride, that land of friendship hollow. folTow- ^^ ^^ '"''""^ ^'^"^ "'^ fickle crowd to When happy here, we pass the year, with faithful friends around us. While on each hand, for our own land, heart-cheerir.g views aurround us. ^""^^sSnnmi'''^''' ^^'^^ ^°^^' '^^" •''''"' ''''^ ^°*^' '^^^^ "^««* *^»^ Old Galway's lakes shall swell the Boyne, no more disturbed by cannon • The southern Lee sha 1 jo m the Ree, the Bann the Liffey narrow ' The Slaney bright, with these unite, and mingle with the Barrow. ?h!;r?'f '"i ^'^5 ^^n^ meet the sky, with hidden ti-easure teeming Their steel and gold will soon unfold, the land from want redeeming' ZmZ; °"'' ™°''' '^^°'' °"^ »"°g^°on coalshfli " chaTmus? ''"'' "^^auowa named, with clover green shaU M >ia's Shore," iuder !" iuiie out- Our harbours deep, .shall safely keep, ten thousand sail of shipping ou. son, .„, J:'Lr.£'e s /.^^ i^^^^j:^ ^y;. 1822. mhiniug, devising, •ising. d pleasure, >rt without ises. rtinty, y; . her ; rove her. > hollow, crowd to >und us, rround us. meet the y cannon ; rrow, rrow. ! teeming, ideeming ; coal shall reen shall OLIVER S ADVICE. The night is gathering gloomy, the day is closing f.,st • But put your trust i„ GoJ, „/boj,, and keep y„S powder dry pu;p,a^:raS'„Krwer.™s:;*'drsir '»■'••• So put your trust >„ GoJ, my boys, .ud kec^'yZ pjfvder dry. So put your trust i„ God, m} Lys, .„7U"; yot powder dry 6B& ij! m ViLLlAM'S BiktHDAY. Rouse from your slumbers ! all Orange and Purplemen, Banish despondency, doubt and dismay I Joy is abounding and music resounding In honour of William of Nas«^.iu's birthday. Think how he came at the call of our forefathers, • And headed them on in wild battle fray ! Blest freedom's avenger, he heeded no danger, Then sacred for ever be William's birthday. Old Derry'H proud walls, manned by gallant a)^*rentice boys Long kept the cow^ardl/ despot ut bay ; Then we'll Uways remow'n • the fourth of November, And hail with deligh; .vir d'sliver^ir's birthday. Forget not tho deeds of the hmve Enniskilleners ; Ne'er let the memory of At ai'irim decay ; Think of the slaughtev thai, gained t!ie IJoyne water, And faithfully honour King William's birthday. Remember the stand that was made by the Diamond, Still honour their memory in patriot lay ; Wl^ile music high swelling, in rapture is telling. t M he deeds they performed on their old fearless day. Popery's poison has long been tainting ol • reland, Spreading around from its centre, Maynooth ; Biit bear down upon her, beneath the old banner. The standard of Freedom, Religion, and Truth. Hark ! 'tis a voice from the tomb of your ancestors : Bold sons of William, up, up and awav ! Trusting in Heaven, whose promise was given. To guard you in battle and herald your way. " Down with Maynooth ! " be the cry of each Orangeman, Disraeli and Derby both smile to betray ; But strain each endeavour, and fail you can never With gallant old Spooner on William's birthday. Then start to your feet, every true son of loyalty ! Remember your number is two-and-a-half ; Think how JVlidian wondered at Gideon's three hundred While in memory of William ^':\r bumpers you quaff; "No peace with Rome," was the it of your forefathers : •• No peace with Rome," let Orangemen say * *."'*%7 ■";; ■', J "-^""^ vv-jiuci, aiug uuL - riosurrender 1 And hallowed for ever be William's birthday. I Mt-x: :-.;: A mystk; Song. Air : Banner's Bank'^. rally tlow" "^''™ " ""■"'""»!. »"d the strea,,,, ,1',';^. Ji,i si^u. ° "''I^''"'' "1' >1"'° ■"«. »"J i"»tnntlj threw ,„„ a rightroaJI wiChow ■• " «" "'"' -"''"• ••""' '" J<=" Hi"' ^" ""dS'Sr" """ ' ""'^ "^'■"- «'■«'* "«'" '" '■'' -"."tena,,™ ""•"''tLrd:^ ""'"'"- -' -"-■«•■'. -'I "kewke „,y oye. he '"'"^ff" 0„f S •■"■'"™ ^°" "»«'' "" '» '-'y. "-«*- ^t,.i,, .ho .hoe. The fi.t_^«,at , ,„et was „M Moa., „,„ a hook a,,,! five =eal. i„ hi. "' ""If c." •" °"" "'■ "-'=-"-. «yu.g. "Ope,, thi., hook ir wheTE;tS,;Lru,x:;'i; CraVK,' «^^"" -"r >• just found. wotlici, and the secrets that he had '''™°tt"lighr''"""~'' "™ ">''"'•'' «- n„.,a„t,y .a,v the *"' "l^Sght'T """'" ""■" ""■■'"«' """ 0'-='«™J .>."rle «.ll I ■ookai^.oa.e fuHher a,-„„„a ,„e. whete I e.jied .-ibho,,., p,„,,e Of the secret I ue'er .houU dtscloae of. „„le,, to a ruri,le,„a« true 6S DESCRIPTION OF THE BOOM. 1'^ Sir Michael Creah did the boom command, 'J'o stop all succours from the neighbouring land ; The boom was made of great long oaken beams, Together joined with iron o'er the streams. On top of which a mighty cable ran Across the lough, through staples of iron. The boom on either side was fastened With a cross beam, in a rock was mortised. In breadth the river, half a mile or more, 'J his floating boom did reach from shore to shore. i I THE EIGHTEENTH OF DECEMBER, 1688. Am : Siege of Carrick/ergtis. "When the struj,'gle for freedom took place in our nation, Wliich long had been trampled by bigoted sway. The brave men of Derry for self-preservation Made fast their gates on this threatening day ; Though cowards might tremble and traitors dissemble, Those heroes stood forward all gallant and true. Foul thraldom forever from Erin to sever. And up went their standard of Orange and Blue, Oh, fair Londonderry ! it makes my heart merry, To look at your walls rising straight o'er the Foyle ; May no Whig or Tory, despising your glory. Your sons or your daughters of honour despoil. Then loudly the war-cry o'er Ulster resounded, And called forth the Protestant chiefs of our land : Tlipy with zeal patriotic, and courage unbounded, On the Foyle for their freedoni determined to stand ; Th^n " Alount Alexander," that noble commander, With Skiffington, Kawden, and Blaney so brave, Despising alarms, came down here in arms, Our liberty, laws, and religion to save. Oh, fair Londonderry, &c. • 66 Some And Onei I loo Whei A str Said Whci "Oh And '^^mt ihat I fini I was Mean Fore Bold Mitchollburn, Baker and Maokay uubending, Held out through all danger our rights to maiutaiu, Resolved to die for their freedom contending, Before the vile tyrant should over them reigu ; To give us our charters they bled like true martyrs, Regardless of fear, though by numbers assailed. Because they confided on Him who divided The waters which over proud Pharaoh prevailed. Oh, fair Londonderry, &c. And Heaven protected those heroes undaunted. Who fought and who died in religion's bright cause. And gained for the nation what long had been wanted - A free constitution and Protestant laws ; From bondage forever our isle they did sever, 0, may we like them be decided and true ; M«^ liberty flourish, and loyalty nourish. The principles sound of an honest true Blue. n. merry, ' the Foyle ; espoil. THE PURPLE MARKSMAN'S TRAVELS. Some of my leisure moments I'm prone to solftude. And meditate on bygone days, which no one dare intrude ; One evening ns I wandered foith— I think 'twas in July— I looked, and lo ! a rainbow bright stood proudly arched on high. When gazing on that glorious arch, which God himself had raised, A stranger smote me on the breast, and asked me why I gazed ; Said I, " Because it calls to mind the glorious arch I seen When travelling forth from Egypt's plains— pray know you what I mean ?" A ^,^»,y®*»" ^^ ^e» " and I presume you liave been a traveller too, And gladly wouid I hear you t Ji the dangers you came through ; '^ome, sit you down, and tell r how you were induced to tread ' ihat dark and stormy road, t i^t, fills the heart with dread." I first bamin and tol'^ h\m T vaaa ^naAaA wall i..;fv:» I was loaded well with staff in hand my journey to begin ; Meanwhile, my guide infor. od me I might lay my cash aside, For on my journey all my w \its, for me he would prov'de, 07 I 11 f ' I -1 I lin.l not lray,.ll,.,l vny far, wh^,, anm. inv way wa* c«urt n«' iske.l, and wliat lit, unki-d n- -iv.u, '. outfht and foi ml //♦ n« Ho knocked and .soon ad-umu-u got. .'.a .oldfylern.eTrig^^^^^^^ A sl.arp salute I tluMi received, wliiu-h ni:vdc mo backsvanl start I M they led luo th.'o^.^.d th., wlld.m^ss, their secret, to cottrritete When at each step great rocks they did assault iv, , 7 ,y ' Tl.roo mighty falls I then received, the heavens with thuudei- rnnir h.' vivid i.^htnins r.vand iri(, flashed, I was by .seri)euts stb?er Just where the pn> ,s' twelve niystic stones "^ere off its lo ^ Three mighty li ,^,f^ 1 then perceived, whie], did me much surprise C.rim death in a;l its terror»appeai-ed before my evea • «"'^1'"''«. Myheart,t.sankwi-hinme, haduotiquicicly seen ' .suspended high, beneath that arch, our glorious eight-thirteen. i^o may all brother traveller,s, in mutual friendship join And m.ay their love compo.se a chain that will rlw^ir l.„<'..^ ^ • AM „.y ,M. heart, l,/,ik„ tf., aSl,' IVll'^'Sl? ^iT^Ve May no Egyfiiaa be e'er allowed to do a brother wrong. rj" 1 {• THE EXECUTION OF GEORGE RITCHIE. Vou Protestants of this Countv, and a!) round Cuufield town I pray you pay attention to thc4c verses I wiite do w^ ' toneern.ng of a young man not of a low do<'ree~ ' How he lias lost las precious life by cruel p" rjnr- Me was born of lioncst Tiarent.'i and r.onrwo vu .i l;n.;.«l.t up „,.,„ ,„„ta,',t,™uCt rirhofaha ' .„■ Wan,;' '^ ■ I'ltil 'l""t>.,!lth.,r,Ug«8t, that WiisUa fatal dav' , " wi,™ ,,,.,,„,vd ii„ii .^fct•rorv .ho ..or' Ki^ nt.^'i „: i';;;:'-,;,':,.!' 1 ::j>.i-j. bhe wll .,„.elyru» what .he h» doue against the jli'dgment Day. 68 aflt nnd it too, 'lirough. ,1 start, irt ; t Cottrillete, t;Ot. ider rung, tun/j; ; fmed o'er, bottom bore. I surprise, rteen. entwine ; comes more ( v. m. lame, ■V SU ,y,,A,, ' 0^ ' >riad as you. •* But Judas' gailty conscience soon found he was to blnnie, For he went out and hanged himself, that yon may do the same • If you, like him, have took a bribe, for a true Orangeman, ' With that his bowels gushed out, that this may be your end. " The night ' got my sentence— wasn't that a dreadful n.ght ? When early • next morning a dove appeared in white ; It hovered rouud the win'^ow, all where I was to die. In view of all spe- -^tors as they were standing by. " Farewell, deur aged p; nts, and brethren also. For I am bound to leavt i in sorrow here below ; But Jordan's- streams seem nan -w, and I shall soon get o'er. Where there I'U shine like stars by night, and that for ever more. " When July comes, remember me, when I am dead and gone. Amongst my loving brethren tiiese verses may be sung ; And not forgetting William, who once did set us free— Who brok« the bonds and loosed the chains of dreadful Popery. •' May the Bible your companion be, when in your lodge you sit • Read it to all your bretb^en who are not well versed in it • ' The law and conversation of Moses do explain, ' And be true to one another while you in life remain." '■ ■ ^ ■■■-•Hi Pay, DERRY'S GATES, SEVENTH DECEMBER, 1688. Aia ; " On Board the Arethusa." Ve men of Derry, stouf ,md bold, Whose hearts are ciuit in honour's moulJ." Oh ! think to-day on times of old, And Britain's Constitution. On this great day in William's year, Ihe '« Prentice Boys" assembled here, And hand in hand, gave one great cheer. For the glorious revolution I All Enrone heard the joyful sound, i," ^?,^'?,*^® ^<*P«''^ proud vassals frowned. *or William and Mary soon were crowned, ., And stopped the persecution. Lord Antrim's troops, compell'd to wait, htood panic struck before the gate, Until wc forced them to retreat, With rapid evolution. And when again with opening spring, Ihi'y came once more and brought their Kina We made our bells for William ring, With Spartan resolution. o."n ^.'^V"?^' ^*' ^""^'**^ ^^^^^ *h''ee to one. Mill did they shrink as we pressed on Then their coward King was gone, ' Afraid of execution. And should like days again come round. Here still we'll stand on classic ground Ever true to Britain found, * And our glorious Constitution. Proud our purple flag shall fly, Waving in the azure sky. Here we'll conquer, or we'll die, In the cause of the revolution. [C 70 A SONG FOR THE APrROACIIING TWELFTH OF JULY. fComposod for the celebration of the Aniiiversftry of the landing of Kin" William the IIC,, on th.i 5th of Novoiubor, lOUS.J Air : ** Scots wha hoe wi IValUicc bled." Briton.s brave, for evermore Let your thundering cannons roar, Oa the day when to your shore, The Prince of Orange came ; From Rome's foul chains t« set you free, He came with Lords of hirjh degree, 'Twaa he restored your liberty, Your honour and your fame. Oh ! Why should wo ungrateful be, To " William's Glorious Memoiy," When each revolving duy we sec, But i»rovcs liis worth the more. The crafty foes at work again, Our sacred Altars to profane, Upon our land to bring a stain. And drench it with our gore. Our lawful rights, the tyrant James, Assailed by force and subtle schemes, While bigots fierce, to kindle flames, In Smithlield stood ])rei)ared ; Fo drive religion from the land. They raised again a threat'ning hand, When WILLIAM and his gallant band Their trembling master scared. AfTrighted James in wild despair, A victim to corroding care, Fled off by night to France, and there Obtained the wished for aid. With Gaul's proud troops, to Erin's isle, He sailed, resolved by force or guile, To make us on his project smil<'. And Britain's down degrade. But Londonderry, with a frown. Received tlie King without a Crown, And put him and his army down, Upon the Foyle's fair side. A shot sent from her Inft" \v.".1| Soon made him all his guards recall, And back to Id St. Johnston fall. With deeply wounded pride. 71 Fair Enniskillen stoutly stood, Like Holland's banks agjtinst the flood, Until her heroes, drenched in blood, t. ' ^ ^^ ^^^^"S foe conld find, rstrong Carrickfergus yielded then, In mountain, moor, and shady gkn • No force withstood Duke Schoni berg's men, With Derry's Boys combined.* At last KING WILLIAM with his train, Landed on green Antrim's plain, Where all resistance proviiig vain, , , The tyrant's forces fled : Crowds m flight we then miglit see, w?-V ^^S^"'s ^^^"1^8 to proud Ardee, WJule Britons undismayed and free, Held high their standard red. Corne no\t, my boys, in chorus join. And sing the glories of the BOYNE, Where wooden shoes and brazen coin, 1171--, T Felt freedom's fatal blow : While James aloof in terror stood. King William crossed the foaming flood, And then, while flowed his royal blood, Pursued the flying foe. Great Ginckle's troops reduced Athlone On Aughrim's hills his valour shone, ' W here Home's last hopes were overthrown, And fell to rise no more. Ihcii let not Pope or Pagan say, That we shall e'er lorgefc the day. When William came ito drive away, The tyrant from our shores. —From the TJicological Instructor. I ; the:death of schomberg. •Twas on the day whev, kings did fight beside the Boyne's dark water. And thunder roared fr.m every height, a A earth was red with slauX.r*. Ihat iiiuiii an agca du«uuu stood apart from mustering bands "* " " ' And from a height that crowned the flood surveyed broad Erin's land. 72 HIa hand upon hia sword hilt leant, his war horse stood beside, And anxiously his eyes were bent across the rolling tide ; He thought of what a changeful fate had borne him froni the land - Where ft .wned hia father's castle gate, high o'er the Rhenish land. And placed before his opening view, a realm where strangers bled, Where he, a leader, scarcely knew the tongues of those he led ; He looked upon his checkered life, from boyhood's earliest time', Through scenes of tumult and of strife endured in every clime.* To where the snows of eighty years usurped the raven's stand. And still the din was in his ears, the broad sword in his hand ; He then turned to futurity, beyond the battle plain, But then a shadow from on high hung o'er the heaps of slain. And through the darkness of the cloud the chief's prophetic glance. Beheld with winding sheet and shroud his fatal hour advance ; He quailed not as he felt him near the inevitable stroke. But dashing off one rising tear, 'twas thus the old man spoke . •• God (A my fathers, death is aigh ; my soul is not deceived. My hour is come, and I would die — the conqueror I have lived ; For thee, for freedom have I stood, for both I fall to-day ; Give me but victory for my blood, the price I gladly pay. ' " Forbid the future to restore a Stuart's despot gloom, ' Or that, by freemen dreaded more, the tyranny of Rome ; From either curse, let Erin freed, as prosperous ages run, * Acknowledge what a glorious deed upon this day is won." He said ; fate granted half his prayer, his steed he straight bestrode And fell, ar on the routed rear of James' host he rode ; ' He sleepoth io cathedral's gloom, amongst the mighty dead. And frequent o'er his hallowed head re-deedful pilgrims tread. Appropriatr Lines on the Death of the Above. The night dew that falls, though in silence it weeps. Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it roll, Shall long keep his memory green in our soul ; " May his grave be respected," " His tomb be renowned," In St. Michael's Churchyard, Dublin City, is found ; And may ail Orange brethren with me truly join In a toast to brave Schomberg that died at the Boyne. T. R. Toast. roast. To the memory of the brave Duke Schomberg, who fell gloriously while crossing the Boyn«. 73 TO THE 'PRENTICE ROYS OF DERRY. Se dl^vm^/?:;,^'"'.'^' '^^y' ^'"'" ^''^^^^ >'« tender j.ity Nor evcM- lot its crimson fold be furled by p.k'?;^ power I The 'Pnntiee Boys xolw actiudbj closed the Galea in 1689. HkNHV CA^^sr,, W„.MAM CuOOK^rANK^. RonKUT SHKK.URD Danikl S„,.:n.tAKi>. AucxANi^Ku Ikwin, James Steward ' RoBKUT MonuisoN, Alex. Cunninoiiam, Samuel Hunt, Jamrs Spikk, John Cunningham, William Caiuxs, and Samuel Hauvey.— 13. LINES ON THE INITIATION OF A BRO OER. Welcome ! brother, to our band. Welcome ! brother, h.-art and hand, I lue, together we will stand, Or together fall. IJy brave Schom1,org's martyr'd ftvme, By great Wiliuim's glorious name, >V e are bretherji still the same, Brethren one and all. 74 ill It! THE DIJNGANNON H|UOES. BY THOMAS RE ID. Draw near all you loyal young heroes, that love for to hoar of my soiu' Who commeuiorates our glorious King V/illiam, that conquered m crossing the Boyne ; Let us ever remember those heroes, their enemies for to subdue, They are the Dungaunon young heroes, that love to wear Orange and Blue. ° The place we've planted our tree in, it's nourished by nature's good soil. And will bring forth good fruit in abundance, and doubly renav all our toil ; * •' And when on the bright sun of summer, the colurs will bear a mod hue, *=" We'll be the Dungannon young heroes, that love to wear Ot-an^e and Blue. ° There is no sign of the roots a decaying, the branches look prcsppious and well. And where there's a branch looks unhealthy, we will graft in a number of ten ; And when for the time that is coming, our fruit shall be pleasant to view, We'll still be Dungannon joung heroes, that love to wear Orange and Blue. ° Since the cause we support doth still flourish, we'll show for the time that s to come. And we still shall cry out "No Surrender," for the papists before that do run ; And ve'U keep croppies under command, as at Boyne, Dcrry. and Aughrim, too, And we'll show that we're Dungannon heroes, that love to woar Onuifre and Blue. *= Come, fill now a glass of good li(iuor, and drink to the heroes that's gone, Who, along with our glorious King William, their colours did show at the Boyne ; And we in the bright sun of July, our colours we'll bear up in view, To show that we're Dungannon heroes, that love to wear Orange and Blue. ^ ^ Here's a health to Kill Richardson our Master, and our Deputy's name William Scott, Likewise a health to M'^ood Hazleton. and all of that glorious flock • And here is a health tc all members, that wish to keep loyal and true, lo be hto a Dungannon young hero, that love to wear Orange and 75' OLDEN MEMORIES . Olden memories, how our spirits, By your mighty tones are stirred ; While we feel each pulse within us irembie like a prisoned bird. • For there's something in such breathing Telling us of deeds sublime : Deeds heroic, that the seedlefs, Floating down the stream of time. Haply, when some tossing wavelet Casts them on the present shore. In our hearts, to bud and blossom, ihere to flower for ever more THE REVOLUTION. March on brave boys, make good your ground, Let all your sprightly trumpets sound, ' io arms, and we will confound, Those foes to the Revolution. Great Mars, the monarch of the fieM In slumng pomp, with sword and shield, fehall lead us on, and make them yield. To the glorious Revolution, 2l"i/' nVi'J^ ?""'' .",^^ ''^^^ ^'f thunder, Shall nil the foe with fear and wonder. And keep the Pope and devil under, And support the Revolution. May Britain's sons the bottle try, To make these timorous bug-bears flv. Then will each loyal subject cry, Success to tlie Revolution J 76 frtE MCRDER OB* Tllli: REV. HlJfiH JOUIT BELL, COUNTV CAVAN. ^ You Protestants of Iicland, tlmt's tnle nitto your oausp, In d^ifenceof Qncen Victoria, and likewise William's laws- It's of a cruel murder, as you ever yet hoard tell, Was committed on the body of our worthy Mr. Bell. It being on the twenty-seventh of June, eighteen hundred and forty- live, That his death warrant it was si^'ued by that iifeniul tribe ; It often makes my he'^'t to adio, and niy biood run cold likewise, To think the Lord would listen unto such a saerifiec. It was on that Sunday eve;iin_i^, fro n cluiivh i\tur liug liome. ^' Hemethis bloody nuuvloror— to him he was unknown ; He falsely stepped up to hini, and asked the time of day, Then with a loaded pistol he took his life away. I can't forget the county boys, Avtvs on the road that day, That did not grip the murderer before he got away ; Had there been l)ut one " Arch I'urplemau " upon theroail that day, With his carbine, he'd have took hin down b-fore he got away. If they escape upon this earth, for shooting Mr. Bell, They won't escape the second death, the truth to you I tell ; The Papists that done thcdeed will be crowded in one place, Where the Orange blood of Hugh John.Bell will stare them in the fice. There is no pardon after death, no time fur to repent. No ab.solution in the grave, no fasting days in Lent ; There is no Purgatory, my boys, to purge you of your sins. Where the priests the candles can't blow out, nor the bells they cannot ling. You iron cold blood Papists, can't you give lo us f dr [day ? And don't sneak up behind our backs, our lives to take away ; Give us one mon\ent's waihing, and we're at you to a man, Then we'll beat you a^ our fathers did, when often ten to oiie. The day then of liis funeral, it was a glorious'sight, To see ten thousand Orangemen, with guns nnd bayonets bright ; They marched along with life and drum, but th'ir he.u'ta felt sad and sore, To lay their master in a tomb, his face to ne'er see more. Here's a health to ^Maxwell, as well as Gibson too, May tht^ be always able Cavau rel'els to subdue ; J^fay they be always able to guard their native land, To drive the goatis out of tiit sjieop, for they'll luave on their brand. io l<..er ,,„„ ,he Pop., ,„e Devi], a„j Cfa K„„a„ ty»„y. If ST. TATRICK. Siiccrss to bold St. Paddy's fislit. He was tJie saint so clever • He gave the loads and snakes a twislit. And banish 'd them for ever opened their eyes, to see their'situatToI;. So success to bold St. Paddy's fisht. &c. Tlie frogs went hop, tl,e snakes «^« Ann ^'^"^'"? ^" «'"«thers ; ' ..a the beasts coLitteTsJSdrto t^^ ^^^^^1-;^^^^^^^^^ So success to bold St. Paddy's fisht, &c. Ko wond Sniut >nder that our Irish boys should be so free and fiishkv So success to bold St. Paddy's fish , &c. So success to bold Saint Ps-lfli 78 •.!.<. 1.- tyranny. THE FALL OF KOlfE. Up with the lily, and down with the keys, In the city seven hilly, we'll revel at ease ; Her streets shall be gory, her Tiber all red, Her temples so hoary, shall echo our tread. In triumph we'll mount on the walls of old Rome, And who then shall count on the spoils of her dome ; Nor sorrow, nor pity, shall breathe on her walls. When the great harlot city, before the Ark falls. Thou tow'ring Babel, polluted with crime. No more art thou able to baffle with time : Thee, once the world's wonder, the heretic3 vanquish, Now treads thy sons under, in sorrow and anguish. Then up with the lily, and down with the keys, In Rome the seven hilly, we'll revel at ease ; Her streets shall be gory, her Tiber all red, Her temples so hoary, shall echo our tread. ! discourses, » ation, latiou. mushtered, sthers ; ! wather, laughther. whishky; lien. ^ )th. Sir; rmint, ftrmint. ORANGEMEN, COME ON ! IjO ! the wide horizon glows, With the watch-fires of your foea, Lo ! each lightaj mountain shows. Where they bide their time. Soon shall dawn the fatal day. Rolling drums and trumpets bray, Soon shall wake the dreadful fray, Orangemen, come on ! Who but cowards would hang back ? Who but traitors would prove slack ? "When to shield her from attack. Freedom calls her sons. Roufie ! ye fearless men and true, Rear the righteous cause anew. Freedom's latest hopes in view, Orangemen, coiae on ! By your d«d— your martyr'd dead. By their blood in torrents shed, J5y ihta murueruus bullets sped, From the foeman's gun. Id in ^'i '■ i \m % 3 or fMh^^y sworcls-by all Jiiat their imcient de,.,|.s reoalj. Boyno s red fold, and Deny '.s wall. Orangojuen, come on f W?,'?/'!? ^""'""'•'^ ^'«'"' swords yet keen y here the waves on Youghal leap ^' To where the Bunn is rolling deep F^mthestronXroYtK^^^^^^^ S homber^'s tona, and Walker'sg ave I-nns proud «hore and Lagan's ntve.' t^rangemen, come on ! Soon thefatal morn will brake,' Soon the frightened hills will shake T • ^Jt^i the battle roar Linger not, the hour is nigh, ' M?. ' ,* '^,/i?'^'"'"S -^t'eaks the sky . March! "No Surrender I" win o/die Orangemen, come on'' 4^ INTRODUCTIOxX TO THE CHARTEE TOAST. Orangemen, we a tribute owe, JVhioh we will pay while veins do flow Hearts in concord now echo, ' In joyous memory. Sing of William great and true To who^u our saer.d rights are due, And neer forget the chosen few. Wis glorious memoiy. Greet fie d«y.s of happy yore, l^tuid tliat era evermore Which wafted Nassau to our shore. To banish slavei'y. Boundless thanks, his deeds transcend. iliose in honour we'll defend And coward hosts who -inrp ' ,„_j I iieir ancient pedigree. 90 .u 4 ^ YouM cry, revere the IV -A onre shed. Support the cause for v < li thi'v bled, 0, never conoedo till life is tlod, The glorious memory. Sanguine strife may swell and rage, Traitors' bands fierce warfare wage. Yet we'll hand to the latest ago, This crest iu blazonry. Loyal fervor ever boast, And 'mid the din of rebel host Undaunted give the Charter toast, The glorious memory. WILLIAM'S CHOSEN FEW. Air. ** Battle cf Steioartstown.'^ Ye Orangemen of eacli degree, praise God who did you send The mighty William of Nassau, our rights for to defend ; Who confounded every Popish plot, and with vmigeance did pursue, That wicked band throughout the land, all for the Chosen Few. When Popery in all its dread, arrayed against us were, Designed and deemed by hell's intent, our brethren to ensnare ; But when King William did appear, their schemes he ovorti -ew, And to shades beneath he sent them low, all for his C'liosen -w. At the hero's word, each Briton bold, like lions fought their way, And William's cry was, " Britons, die ! or else redeem the day •" With that we gave three loud huzzas, the word w as to pursue ; The rebel's cry was " Run or die, for here's the Chosen Few." Whilst through the flood, in fire and blood, each Briton fought alojio'. And phmged into the rapid Boyne : brave William led the van ; "' The glory of each Briton's soul was then fur to pursue, In immortal fame, the day was gained by William's (jhoscm Few. As we ape then the Chosen Few, brave boys do mi de ,)air, =~ -.- ••" ••? "•- S' •-»"- i-;' :. ,-; peCUiiai- CitfC I F»»r not the Pope, nor e'en the De'il, nor all that \ Iced crew, B^t George's laws and William's cause, defend wilh our Chosen Few, 81 Ho^vro of all the C^u.n,eHtc::tno;;;^ t;^;:^^^:^^^^^^ B. this our plan, admit no man not worthy the Chosen Jw^ ' Pill now your glasses to the brim, and merrily toast around I i a loyalty, he, and harmony, amongst us m, H boS ' To (,od above the j)ra so we'll j^ive to whnm .1 L ; ■ i i).i.,k Na«u Willi™. i.™:ti;;,„v",;„;s,T„;M,j:t'ro^c„";u. i THE BANNER OF THE SUN. When Europe from tlie troubled sleep of tyranny and nicbf Awoke she sought the open Helds ot" Liberty "ml Li?dt? But rolling clouds obscured her path, in darkness stflnnhomn When Britain trembka on the brink of ruin an,l dian.av And a cravon-hcartcl bigot did her liberties bctrav ^' |etrite'e".f S^e^e^tnSi^^^^^^^^^ H'fJthfn 7 '!" f "t" »fe".io°"„ft',!lT„th'hor ".'■''• For his crown was hurled down'before the Banned of the si^ 82 ^ Igll. ^ nil ; Tlien a burst of its outshining, did a crimson lustre cast, Upon a slirine of Freedom, tliat was hallowed in the West ; VVherea Spartan band of herons, lo th.^ tyrant's march opposed, And a "Marathon" against him fatt her iron portals (dosed. His wrathful sheet of shot and siiell, they answered with three cheers. And the cry o€ " No Surrender," loud sounded in his cars ; Till Heaven's hand constrained him, from the Citadel to run And planted on its virgin walls, the Banner of the Sun. ' Erin ! what immortal fame has gathered round thy bro Where thine was yet the battle liold where followed up the l.h>w • ?iru ""Sji'*''''*^ s"" ''"'St "f thy skies resplendently dhl shine, Where that symbol was retlected in the waters of the Boyne. The summor beam that joyously then danced upon the wave, Was mirrored in the falchions of the holdfast of the brave ; And green, for evergreen, sIiiUl bo the laurels which were 'won By the men who fought and triumphed 'n.-nth the Banner of the Sun. And though that banner well may blush for many a recreant son Of fathers who such glories for unworthy children won ; Though traitors and apostates foul, would its prcslim degrade, And selfish ones, for lucre's sake, would cast it in the shade, V^et hallowed is tlie golden pledge, with which we'll never part, As thousands press its crumpled folds still closer to the heart ; And blessed be the fingers which its orange threads have spun. And guarded is the shrine that hohls the Banner of the Sun. Though quenched its hues in night should be, with morning 'twill arise. Eternal as the sunshine is and lofty as the skies ; And should another James again our liberties oppose, A secret worth the knowing will that cherished thing disclose. Again above the free and brave the sign will be unfurled, And with a morning's brilliancy 'twill burst upon the world : Again beneath its golden wings shall liberty be won, Or, its bearer's winding sheet shall be, the Banner of the Sun. Immortal as Boyne's running stream, and as its water's pure. Its hero's pious memory through ages shall endure • ••The Band," "The Banner," and "The Boyne," "The Battle." and the day, In freedom's holy calendar shall consecrated be. A paradise of fame shall throw around its floral bloom, And roses shall their fragrance cast upon the victor's tomb, And glory's far reflected ray down distant time shall run. To gild their names who fought around the Banner of the Sun. 88 IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) feo // {./ ^ J- /. 1.0 I.I l^|28 |2.5 £ US 112.0 IL25 i 1.4 m 1.6 VI v^ / v"* >s^ '>> ^^ /a rf!^///. C Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. MS80 (716) 872-4503 ^^ 4^ THE BREAKING OF THE BOOM. i ii! On h,"H « f ^ TT^ ^^ «^'''^^"*^«« ^'•o"> the " Maiden City " walls t f . n ^^^^T'V^"^"" '"''^^' «''-d"*'«« the joyous JdwMh- ' It oils them that assistance even now isbn t e wiv ' For yoncl.r in the distance tlie ships are in the bay^' TOov 1,'ul i'Tn ""'!' °''')''''°" "''^'"S " Pit«»"' tones for bread Vet .til, &. .. M;.S'c;;''^%r„X^?e at'ttre."*^ "' "°=' TirrJ^Lll!' '7T'^? ^y''-'^ ^^^« «^«ited people thron- \n?h shon;r.V''V^"^° ^y ^''''''^' ■^''^^^'^^ alongT witli slionts of wild emotion the echointhren that remain in the dark Come,join and learn all things eoncernirthe Ark ' That you may be called the Koyal A," Saric ' By the brave Orange Sons of Old Ireland- Old Ireland's brave Orange Sons. When this )'ou receive, I'm sure you'll not ston By the brave Orange Boys of Old Ireland- Old Ireland's brave Orange Boys. THE BAN. Mr. Flaherty O'Regan* havinjr lieard tliP Po« „« i i, • a^^ natural taste f^r ^Jyl''Z'.^T^,^ ^Z'^S Holy Father Bourget, at his palace on Sunday Arrah ?:?*^ *'"' '"^r" ^•^•^^^""y Bapt^ste? Von' i "^ r^ *f *"^' "^^y y°" ^I'^ke before Monday You dcsarve to be hanged, I say, Johnny at laste? ^' And iS f h rii?'^ commands of your prasto. For « V H^ ^^"''^' °^ y°"'" own holy tachers For a haythen apostate and heretic baste. • Cursed be Johnny Baptaste in his atin' and drinkin' In whatever he does, and wherever he goes • ' In sleepm' and wakin', in sneezin' and wfnSn' i 2,.., „vdu, Oi: III 86 parin' his toes. I) )ys. ys. IS. All sorts of bad luck and misfortune attind him, May he never ate pork all the rest of his life ; May he sup of afBiction, and then, divil send him The vagabond's portion of hunger and strife. May sarpents and divils his last moments worry, May he die without hope as he lived without grace ; And when his sowl starts for the regions of glory, May he find hiven's door will be slammed in his face. And that blackguard, heretic, Protestant paper, With its Frinch column trap for poor innocent sowls ; May the writer, bad luck to him ! soon in hell caper, On earth may his carcass be food for the owls, ^' TJie ciirse of all curses, with bell, book, and candle, Attind him and all that arc with him in sin ; May their pockets be empty, their fingers ne'er handle, A penny or shillin', forever, A\mn. N. C. M. —Montreal Witness. s. t REBEL'S MELODY. IsT Air: " Sailors' Journal.'' Attend, my friends, to what I say — the story's true and well worth knowing. It was on the twenty-tliird of May, that Ireland's foes rose in rebellion ; United villains long combined, in murderous plots with hidden arms ; Our country's ruin they designed, but Providence kept us from harm. tt 2nd Am: " Black Jolce." Fathers Murphy and Roach called these peoide together, Bid them haste to the camp as they now had fine weather, To learn the use of the murderous pike. " Make haste, boys, your fortunes you'll make iu a jiffey, You shall have all the land from the " Boyne " to the •* Liffey." Set in case that as how you lob, murder, and plunder. And show Ihem we'll keep all damned heretics under. And welcome the French v^ith paternal embrace." 87 . i I ' " It' 3rd Air: " leaving the Lead." " By our pikes die ! " 4th Air: ** Nwah-Kreena." K^^^'^l' '^'r °"*' " '"•'^ke haste my people W ' show h! h^^^^' '^T'l-y^'^' an/s?eept; AVui'Ti fii ?^ blackguards that we're not feeble. sL^f 1 fight for the French and the rights of the neonle SI oulder your pikes well, we'll march to glon' ^ ^ As your holy commander, I'll march before ye And your body and soWl I'll lead to glory, "^ ' And drive the damned heretics all b?fore ye." CHORus-Sing, hurrah, Phiticush, my Norah Kreena. Make me your Kmg and Norah Queena ; Then under a hedge or a field that's greena. How 1 11 towsel and kiss my Norah Kreena. Srii Air: " Ocer ihe Hills." Off then marched this robelly crew, without either stockings, shirt or O'er br^^n'mountaius, shaking bogs, to starve in swamps like stinking 6TiiAm: " Katty Flannigan." 'TitT«^L'!T' ''^} ^K- Z'^^^' ' ^•■'■^^^' «*°P ' ^ desire. Ynn .! f? •^^"'■P''^ ^''^^ y°" «*"P' ^v-Jm disregards all their fire • You see tlu'ir cannon and their guns, I value not a pin ' Let them fire away, for Fm a saint, Their balls can't pierce my ski !"'" ^'' '^''^' ^'' ^'™ ^ ''^'' 7th Air; " Cfroppks lie doivn." Theri quick from his pockets some bullets he drew. To^show to his croppies what he said was true ; Nee here how they're flattened and bruised 5i all sides Where they hopped with such force on my CatLnc hide " But just as heapokc a true heretic shot «o"c nide. Drove a ball through his body and down the saint dropped. He fell down, down, poor Murphy fell dowq, §9 oon began, leir hellish ?iops they !na, ena. , shirt or stinking hey run, tills and To see him lie deaJ put the boys in a fright, And like scarecrows and vultures, they all took to flight, Each swearing old Murphy had humbugged them nice. As they'd ne'er been n^bels but for his advice ; While others cried out, " Let Priest Roach lead the way." But, alas ! he was taken and hanged the same clay. Now they're all down, down, the cro]ipies are down. 8th Air: ** Pegrji/ Smon." ** Arrah, boys ! I'm your old schoolmaster, Now attend to what I say : Take your hooks and cut the corn, ^ Take your scythes and mow the hay ; Give up your pikes where'r they be, And return to your farm ; There's mercy now for pU, you see. So secure yourselves from harm." 9th Air: " C'amcro7iian Jtecl" ** Arrah, husht ! you fool, hold yo;n- tongue, Sure we mean to get protection ; For though we have such murders done, They dare not make objection. Ogh ! Corncy Wallis is the man, • Arrah, Paddy, match him if you can ; By my sow', he fixed a Murnoagh plan, For our oath to them is but a sham ; Then boldly swear, That we're sincere, But never fear. We'll find a day to match them." IOtu Air: " Lillibolcro,'' 1 , " Arrah, boys ! now success, the day is our own, Our friends are all landed at '• Killala bay," You see the convention, and SAveet Mr. Rowan, Has now kept their promise, though they're far away. Water, water, great pitchers of water. Bring none but what's holy to sprinkle o>ir friends. Though their looks are so meagre, you see they are eager, Our King to dethrone and our country to rend." 11th Air: ** Rule Britannm." Haste ! haste ! Hibernia, your yeomen all advance, And show all England's ti)es that we can beat both them and France, Make fly all rebel traitors who their country would betray. And the French shall see that we can fight' by land as well as sea. Rouse, Hibernia ! Hibernia, rouse and sing, Prosperity attend our isle, and may ••God save the King." 80 TYRONE'S ESKEBMOEE. laughing. .„gi^i SiSsrSs^ nrro^^-jw^ Grand," "said he, '« are Sir John Stuart our lads commamfed. sights like these." • . wSr/'Ji"'^'^/;^^^^^^^^ »? W"'i™'» breed. While King Wmia„, p„i.e >ve c>,a...ed ; WiUia„, „;,, a„ag«a.« ill sp^jtiK'^;^^^^^^^^^ flag did elevate , OM a'„d ,„„„; irrpS-jiitt^sr,!^' rr^. brave, " '""""''"• '"»'' Combermere and I'aroham Pain. Earl OM. „p„„ ,„„, ,„„„„3, ^^ „„„,j ^.^ ^^^^^^^ ^ ^^^ 90 fieir king, ray, not walk rise On the fifth of next November to your temples, freiMtien, throng, Here you may by law remember the great subject of my song ; Thanks then give for two great blessings, gained by Britain's church ami crown, Butter this than statue dressing, on which whigs and bigots frown. A WORD IN SEASON. ch. . "are .d; iround. 2ed, Reid ; >odaQ te. nham save. true, > Air: *' Kelvin Grove/^ Are you arming brother Protestants, are you arming for the fray, Have you resolved on victory, and crushing papal sway ; And do you dare, in solemn trust upon the King of kings, To fi^»ht your battles underneath the shadow of His wings ? Have you thought, you patient Protestants, how you have been be- trayed. By rulers who of all your truth a jest and mockery made ; And think you 'tis /or them you arm, /or them you strive and fight ? No, no ! but /or your own loved homes, in which your hearts delight. But never, fellow-Protestants, a hollow peace proclaim. With traitor rulers who have fiung base insults on your name ; Never take olf your caps and shout " Glory to British sway," 'Till England gives you back your own, and turns from Rome away. Why ! why, oh Protestants, should we be taxed to pay a host Of priests, to spit and trample on the truth we value most ; To teach sedition, blasphemy, and crime to all their slaves. Why ! why should we be forced to rear this gang of priestly knaves. No ! no ! we only stand for truth, for God, and Fatherland ; • For virtue, justice, liberty, and the loved social bund ; , For faith, for laws, for principle, this to the death we'll do, And, THEN, for England, if she plays a part so holy too. But rather let rebellion come, with its dark train of woes, . And rather see the weapons shine, in hands of deadly foes. Than that degenerate Protestants, should kiss the garment's hem — Of rulers who have aimed false blows, and treacherous stabs at them. Then be armed, brother Protestants^ be ready Mid be bold, 'Quit you like men, be strong, be brave, like your great sires of old ; And by the help, and in the strength, of the great God of heaven, Your foes shall, as by lightning flash, bo into pieces riven. yi THE BOYNE WATER. H"ta„a KrfS .r "S^,ri/r'„r'' '•°''°»-V»»' direction.- and lattK., ' ^"5^' l''''J'"' i <'™"is they did beat And '. Lillibolero " ti.ey ik\ ,.lay a g„i„g a„„„ ,„ ^„^^^^_ mtZ ^??,r 's'ZnXD^? tZ- '■"«"'"■'«'•'- '0 letter. water. = """"»''«>« "M no more by venturing o'ir ihe When «,,, Ki„« Wiiiiam ho perceived. the brave Dnte Schon.be,« He reigned hi. hor.e with a heavy heart on the Enni^killen'. callinR. i'llgoberoreandlifvoSl? !"«'''''' ''™™''"l»"«">g; With the he%, ofS^we'lf iiu?hTS ".1? y""; '"'■'^ Ml nibble, tremlJe." "^'^ """" «"- "■"! malte their hearts to " '^-cVijoS i™ ,;T 'i''° "1,"-^ ^"^^ '»" 'w onto him • p »c u maKe to shine, and onr enemies we'll scatter. " Bnt, oh ' niv stir, Mh., ) ?" M "" ''» '"'"' "'''"s tke water. unden " ^°" '"°" ""»■'■' "hen we their treich cam, Sulphnr and .m„ke did darken the air. the elements did thunder, 92 •"O-rf ! O-ri r says Dormott Roe, " Oh, lu-Ip ! doar la.ly Mury, Or, by my faith, we're all dead men if here we longer tuny."' My Lord Oilmoy within a crack on onr fore front a l\'an(!pd, Both great and gay, in rich array like Prince's sons, hij,'li j.ran.-ed • In a full body they came down, their cui)taiii, their (Contriver, ' With whip and spur most Jehu-like, us the devil had Ix-en thrir driver. Within fonr yards of our fore-front, before a sliot was fired, A sudden snulf they got that day which litthi they desired ; Both horse and men fell to the ground, and some luinjr in the saddh- Others turned up their forked end, which we cull " t'oup-dj-ladle. " ' I never saw, nor never knew, men that for blood so gasijod. And I am sure that never three from ten of them esc7i[)(;d ; For aye the faster that we shot, the faster tliey did seatt(!r, They little thought to leave their bones that day at the iJaync Water. Theo^ French regiment by this time, on our fore-front advanced. Both great and gay, in truth I say -like princes' sons they pranced ; We " formed." The French upon our left, and some of them did butter We made them all as Frenchmen fall, that di»y at the Boyne Water . ♦ Both horee and foot fell to the ground, and many there lay bleediii" I saw no sickles there that day, but sure there whs clean sheariii'^ •"' For aye the faster that we shot, the faster they did scatter, " ' And sudden death seized ir»aa and horse that day at the iJoyne Water. Prince Eugene's regiment was the next, on our right hand advanced Into a field of standing wheat, where Irish horses pranced ; * But the brandy ran so in their heads, their senses soon did scatter, And Fermanagh's sons they made them lly that day at tlie Doyne Water This was the third assault they made, thinking their foes to scatter. For here they got a dismal stroke, and their bones left at the Water' • The Irish Papists ran first away, the French soon followed after ' • And he that got the furthest away was happiest at the Water. ' They threw away both fife and drum, and firelocks from their shoulders King William's men pushed v/iry hanl to let them smell their powder • For aye the faster that we shot, the faster they did scatter. For Ennifikillen's bravest sens cleared them from the Boyne Water. Had Enniskillen men got leave when they their foes defeated For to pursue their victory, in honour they had gained ; Ten thousand Brougeineers and more, they ne'er had bred much cumber *or Jumea liwtt made head again by only third part ot their number. 08 THE PROTESTANT DRUM. Air: ** Lillibolero." Let the fiftli of November ne'er be forcot When Heaven espoused the Protestant cause • Gujtavus Ado phus the gunpowder plot. And Frederick's victory over Souboiso. Praised I praised ! Heaven be praised, Tnli v'^ti^T ''f" *^« ^'^y t^'^t « come : To shake the foundations of three potent nation. That quake at the sound of a Protestant drum. News came to the Pope that the Germans were broke .rust as he was s ttinrj down to his tea ; ' He let fa 1 cup and saucer, which cost a " piastor " And cried, " Aly dear Cardinals what shSlI say ? " ^^A^^^^'.y^^y^' °^ ^^^'^ l"m « l«tter. And'^^i'J 1 "'". '^ '^'' ^'^ ^""'''"^ ^'^ to run ; m , "^ ^'^^ * come soon, to send i?ood Sf ll„»f „« To break out the head of this fflant Drum!"' These Protestant's sure are in league with the devil Or where should all these victories come ? ' The prayers of the Mass arc falling apace. And Heaven itself contending witil Rome. Water ! water ! more holy water lo sprinkle my Catholics every one • Anu get xxH more crosses, to make up our losses And knock out the head of this P'rotestS Prum. 94 ^ THE ORANGE BANNER. Como, shake forth the banner, let northern winds Mow, She hath blazed over Erin three afrea or more ; Through danger we'll hold her, the fewer the bolder, As constant and true as our fathers before. The bright Orange banner, the ensign of honour. Waves o'er the heads of true Protestants still ; Ho ! Orangemen rally, from mountain and valley, Around the old flagstaff on liberty's hill. " On the broad stone of honour " that flagstaff is founded, Deep, deep ! in the sure rock of ages below ; It stood when rebellion's wild tempest resounded, And shall stand by God's grace though again it should blow. Then hoist the bright banner, the ensign of honour, Let northern winds fan her, up, up, and away ; To papist and " Faitour," to tyrant and traitor. We'll shake forth the old flag of defiance, hurrah ! PILL THE SPARKLING GOBLET HIGH. Fill the sparkling goblet high, William's cause inspires us ; Wheel the circling bowl around, William's memory fires us. " Life and love," the proverb saj's, « " Life is but a feather ; " Sworn to love while life remains. We're brethren all together. The mystic tie that binds our hearts. No ages shall dissever ; The ray divine that lights our souls. Shall beam in us for ever. Life and love, &c, George and William's royal names. With glory still we crown them ; But care and strife, like Pharoah's hosts. In a true Red Sea we'll drown them. " Life and love," the proverb says, •' Life is but a featlier • " Sworn to love while life remains, We're brethren altogether. 95 6H ! THE DAYS ARE GONE. Oh ! the days are rjono whoii Oraiigeineu were loyalty's theme. But may we t!V(H' luipe to see tho.se cheering days a-Tain • Yes ! we may see them bright return, and hail the happy hour. \Vhen popish clouds shall pass away, that now so darkly lour. When popish clouds, &c. Our l)au That uner bright we'll then unfurl, and loud to all proclaim range loyalty is still, " Come weal, come woe,'' the same • Our cause IS truth, our brotherhood, no time or change can sever. Uur bond is registered above, and cancelled can be never. Our bond is registered, &c. Then let us (|uair the cheering bowl, and idedgc the brotherhood. Whose ])nneiples are UNITY, because their cause is good • ^pi■'^ ,!'r' ^y? *^'"'' ,''"J''>' «"i's^l^^es. our friends should understand' Ihat Justice truth ai.d Loyalty," still guards the city grand. That "Justice true," &c. THE SOUL THAT ONCE IN POPISH CAUSE. AiK : " The Harp that once through Tara's Hall." The soul that once in Popish cause our blood in torrents shed. Ag«m the sword to smite us draws ; but will we shrink with dread ? ISO, never ! or our laith and king o'er Popery's dark grave. Ihe song ol triumph we will sing, the flag of triumph wave. Tho' " Den's " vile doctrine be upheld, religion still to nurse, 1 lie cause oUrutli shall not be quelled, albeit the priests may curse ; 1 in s our creetl, -^our faith sincere and bigot ire is vain. V\ ith lleavtu to aid, no priests^ we fear, nor fiend of Derrynane. Can Protestants look tamely on and see their f\iith reviled t Is Iionour Irom their standard gone, and are they, too, defiled ? Ao ! lai Jitul to the secret trust of which we are the guard No Jesuit craft or priestly lust religion shall retard. ' The light of Scripture spreads abroad, reaction's voice is loud. Ly craven Pon.e we're not o'erawed, nor dread its murderous crowd ; wi''" 4- ,"'•'■ Vf'*^.^'*' ^''""^'^' "'*^^' »"!' souls be firm and true. WhQ finds m God s own cause a grave shall find salvation too. 1 T 1 93 m THE TWELFTH OF JULY AT THE BOYNE. Air : ** Durms^ the brave.'* When William fired with glory's cause, crossed the Boyiie's silver flood, Aod freed us from our Popish laws and nobly shed his blood ; For us he braved the raging sea, 'twas in our cause he bled. " Death f death !" he cried, ♦' or victory !" and on his troops he led. Then swift before his conquering arm James and his legions flew, Nor priest, nor mass, nor Pope could harm the hero of true blue ; He fought and conquered, glorious day on which he set us free, Triumphant rise each Orange lay, and bless his memory. Go, fame, thy glorious trumpe. jund, let angels join the tlieme. And earth, and sky, and sea resound, in praise of William's name ; Yes, fame ! thy golden trumpet sound, and all the nations fill, From pole to pole the theme resound, " The Orange triumph still !" THERE'S A GRAND DAY COMING, BOYS. Air : " There's a good time coming, Boys." There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming ; Yes, quickly will arrive that day, and glorious truth shall have th«i «way, In the grand day coming. Romish fraud may thwart our cause, but truth's a weapon stronger, And it shall rule the universe when Rome shall be no longer. Chorus. — There's a grand day coming, boys, A grand iay coming ; There's a grand day coming, boys, When Rome shall be no longer. There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming ; The Pope shall have no regal chair, for truth shall trumph everywhere, In the grand day coming. The Lord alone shall be the King, than pontiff He is stronger. His word shall be oar lamp and guide, ??hea Rome shall be ao lOoger. There's a grand day coming, boys, ke^ f4 > ' There s a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming, Wlien all the human family shall— glorious thought— be pure and free, In the grand day coming. When every fresh'ning breez« that blows makes love of freedom stronger. When Antichrist shall be dethroned, and Rome shall be no longer. There's a good time coming, boys, &c. There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming. Children round their parents' knee, shall siugin richest melody, In the grand day coming. J hey shall raise their voices too, with those less sweet yet stronger. And thank the Lord that fraud and crime, and,RonLe shall be no longer. There's a good time coming, boys, &c. There's a grand day cpming, boys, a grand day coming, llie blood-stamed flag of Popery long in the dust shall trodden be, T f n „ in the grand day coming. Love for God s word, His truth and love, shall every day grow stronger. And men will worship Him aright when Rome shall be no longer. There's a grand day coming, boys, &c. There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming ; Iraitors then shall be put down, and Christ alone shall wear the crown In the gi-and day coming. ' Faith and hope and charity shall in men's hearts be stronger And peace her olive branch shall weave, when Rome shall be Lo longer. There's a grand day coming, boys, &c. ^There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming, Ihe people will be Christians all, and Babylon the Great shall fall. In the grand day coming. The martyr's faith than Popish fires, had been of old found stronger • God give us grace to strive like them, till Rome shall be no longer. ' ' - There- a gi-and day coming, boys, 4c. There's a grand day coming, boys, a grand day coming, In the city, m the field ; war or peace, we'll never yield. For OUR day is coming, Not m strength of man, but God, who can the weak make stronger. We here proclaim " No peace with Rome," till Rome shall be no longer There's a grand day coming, boys, There|8 a grand day coming, There's a grand day coming, boys, When Rome shall be no longer. 98 I pure and free, 6 of freedom no longer. :, boys, &c. nelody, it stronger, 1 be no logger. , boys, &c. pddeu be, ?row stronger, longer. , boys, &c. jar the crown, iger, be no longer. , boys, &c. ihaU fall, nd stronger ; 10 longer. , boys, &c. stronger, be no longer boys, boys, er. THE ORANGE AND BLUE. Air : The Red^ White, and Blue. The red cloud of war over Europe, In rapine and carnage has burst ; And the fair classic plains of Italia, With the horrors of warfare are cursed. But peace shall still shine on our nation, If her sons to themselves but prove true ; While of loyalty's shrine, the foundation, Is reared on the Orange and Blue. The thrones of the continent tremble, Revolution is yoking his car ; And despots their myriads assemble. To join in the horrors of war. But based on the firm rock of ages. Is built our allegiance so true ; And the hope of the brave sons of Erin, Shall rest on the Orange and Blue. Like a rotten old trunk of the forest. The Papacy reels to its fall ; And the doom of the sons of perdition. With horror the world shall appal. But the Ark of our faith shall be guided, The wild storm of anarchy through ; While overwhelmed are the foes who derided. The cause of the Orange and Blue. In the days of our fathers a deluge, Of rebellion the land did o'erflow ; And the course where it swept was denoted. By death, desolation, and woe. But its torrent was stemmed by the purest Of Erin's brave children, though few ; And the first in their ranks and the surest. Were the wearers of Orange and Blue. The demon of popish rebellion. Again would his orgies begin ; And the slave of a vile superstition, Would rival the Sepoys in sin. But the old Osange sons of Old Erin, The fight of the free shall renew ; And the cowardly traitors shall vanish. At the sight of the Orange and Blue. All hail ! to our grand institution, May its members in virtue increase ; May its numbers ne'er know diminution, May it flourish in honour and peace. May the voung and the old generation, With t.5 faith and its precepts imbue ; Till the whole of this Protestant nation. Shall be proud of the Orange and Blue. 99 ST. BARTHOLOMEW'S DAY. Air : " Logic o' BucTum.'' St. Bartholomew's Day, we have noted the time, So fearfully dark in the annals of crime, When France saw her thousands who worshipped the Lord, Fall ! hewn to the ground by Rome's treacherous sword ; When her bloodhounds raged fire to unpeople the land, When a king on his flock turned his butchering hand. When the young and the old, with the timid and brave, Undistinguished, were cast into one common gi-ave. Thou smilest, proud harlot ! perchance at the thought, Which Bartholomew's Day to our memory has brought, And high on the throne, in thy purple and pride. The woes of our martyrs can'st calmly deride ; But deep on thine head lies the guilt of that day, The shnek of the dying has not passed away ; The cry of their blood has ascended to Heaven, And a day for dread vengeance will surely be given. Strongly flushed is thy cheek, but it is not with wine. Thine hand grasps a cun. and thy brow bears a sign, Thy eyes glare with hatred, thy proud lips are curled, With a smile of contempt which defies the whole world But, mark it ! thou drunken with holiest blood. The day of the plagues will come in like a flood ; The year of the Lord's purchased people draws nigh. And the light of his coming will flash in thine eye. We look on the blood which thy right hand hath spilt. We say for our martyrs, you'll mourn for your guilt, Though thy brow be as brass, and thy heart be as steel, Though thou laugh at our words, for thy woes we can feel • The smoke of thy flame to the sky will ascend. The shrieks of thy tortures the deep hell will rend. While loud " Hallelujahs " triumphant proclaim, God hath punished thy guilt and avenged His great name. THE PROTESTANT BOYS.— (JVw Veraum.) The Protestant boys are loyal and true. Stout-hearted in battle and stout-handed too ; The Protestant boys are true to the last, And faithful and peaceful when danger is past. And, oh ! they bear and proudly wear The colours that floated o er many a fray. When cannons were flashing. And sabres were clashing, The Protestant bpys still carried the day. 100 )rJ, : d; i. When Jamcsy half a bigot, and more of a knav^, With masses and Frenchmen the land would enslave, The Protestant boys for liberty drew, And showed, with the Orange, their banner of blue ; And Derry well their might can tell, Who first in their ranks did the Orange display ; And Boyne had no shyers. And Aughrim no flyeri, For the Protestant boys they carried the day. When treason was rampant and traitors were strong, And law was defied by a vile rebel throng, When thousands were banded, the Throne to cast down, The Protestants rallied and stood by the Crown ; And oft in the fight, by day and by night, They encountered the rebels in many a fray, Whore red pikes were bristling, And bullets were whistling. The Protestant boys still carried the day. And still does the fame of their glory remain Unclouded by age and undinimed by a stain ; And ever, and ever, their cause we'll uphold, The cause of the true, the trusted, and bold. And scorn to yield or quit the field While over our heads the old colours shall play ; And traitors shall tremble, Whene'er they assemble. For the Protestant boys shall carry the day. The Protestant boys are loyal and true, Tho* fashions are changed and the loyal are few. The Protestant boys are true to the last, Tho* cowards belie them when danger is past. Aye, still we stand a loyal band. And reck not the liars whatever they say ; For let our drams rattle ' The summons to battle. Oh ! then Protestant boys mitst carry the day. THE COUNTY ANTRIM MEN. Air: "Original." You Orangemen of Ireland, assist me with your will. While i sing you a verse or two, here present on " Mount Hill ; And sound the joys of Orange boys, the truth I'm going to say, It appears here each morning, on July the first day. 101 I' lil With the boys of Ballymfena, Antrim, ami Lame-towa, ^ Tliat still do their endeavour, to keep the rebels down ; The men of Maghermorn, that never were afraid, To keep down Pope or popery, and burn the " Green Cockade." To hoist your Orange colours, and let your banners fly, And commemorate King William on the 12th day of July ; Aughrim, Boyne, and Derry, with Enniskillen town, 1 now do say they showed them play, and kept the rebels down. The Lodge of Carrickfergus, not forgetting Ballyclere, And Bally more, we all are sure, they're true Orangemen there ; '. Here's to Braid, that's not afraid, and Glenwherry men all round, Stoueyford, Ballinderry, Sandy Row, and Lisburn town. Upon each 12th of July, our drums will sweetly sound, To honour those Orange heroes of Antrim all around ; Wlio never were fainthearted, but always bore the sway, To commemorate the conqueror great, on July the first day. So now my Orange brethren, come listen unto me. Assist and aid in time of need to keep down poj)ery ; And ever be undaunted, and still hold up your hand, For no rebel born was ever fit to face an Orangeman. Twelve times a year assemble, and all in chorus join. To celebrate the conqueror, Great William of the Boyne ; And on each 12th of July, our Orange flag display, All through the land, with heart and hand, in memory of the day. Here's to the boys that feared no noise, that day upon " Mount Hill " That ne'er were late, their drams to beat, nor yet their pipes to fill :* They do appear so gallant here, when they do pass you by. On each 5th day of November, and each 12th day of July. Now to conclude these verses, I mean to drop my pen, And for to sound the praises of the Connty Antrim men ; Oh ! may they still be faithful, and true unto the crown. And able be, on each 12th day, to keep all rebels down. < THE BATTLE OF THE DIAMOND, 2l8T SEPTEMBER, 1795 Air : * ' Not a drum was heard.*^ It was not in faction, it was not in hate, , i -V That we men of the North assembled ; It was that our own and our children's fate - • ^ In the balance no longer trembled. 102 m ie." >wn. •e; >ttnd, For tKere came — 'twas at inglit — a lawless band, Their ranks like n torrent swelling, With the weapons of slaughter in each man's hand. Where we ih our homes were dwelling. Darkly they came in the dead of night, They gave no word of warning ; And they laughed at the blaze their hands would light, And the smoke that would greet the morning. They paused— did they fear the storm they'd woke ? That they faltered as forth we sallied ; For we saw when the light of the morning broke, On the Diamond Hill they'd rallied. What, tho' they were many, and we but few. Yet each to the conflict hasted ; And the shots were sharp and the aim was true, While that fearless strug'^le lasted. Yes, last it did ; aye, many a day. But the shield of our God was o'er us, 'Till at last, like a quarry long held at bay. We drove them like chaft" before us. e day. mt Hill," to fill ; Then blame us not when all was o'er, And looked on the dead around us, It's then, and forever, an oath we swore. To be found as that day had found us. j Stern and steadfast, and linked as one. On God and ourselves relying, Seeking quarrel or feud with none, • But all on earth defying. Traverse who will that wretched land, Oft rife with revolt and riot ; And where'er you hear of our loyal band, There alone shall ye find it quiet. !R, 1795 Yes ; cold suspicion, and scoff, and acorn, And calumny have assailed us ; Aye I hard though it was, all these were borne, Nor once have our true hearts failed us. ■.;■ We have 'bided our time — it is well nigh come, It will find us stern and steftidy : It will need not to rouse us with trumpet or drum, For our hearts atid our arms are ready. 103 i ii:' THE BATTLE OF THE BOYNE, A. D., 1690. It wns upon a .summer's morn, unclouded rose the sun, * And lightly o'er the waving corn, their way thelbreezes won ; Sparkling beneath that ancient beam, 'midst banks of verdure gay, Its eastward course, a silver stream, held smilingly away. A kingly host upon its side, a monarch camped aroutid, Its southern upland far and wide, their white pavilions crowned ; Not long that sky unclouded showed, nor long beneath the ray, That gentle stream iu silver flowed, to meet the new-born day. Through yonder fairy-haunted glen, from out that dark ravine, Is heard the tread of armed men, the gleam of arms seen : And dashing forth in bright array, along yon verdant banks. All eager for the coming fray, are ranged the martial ranks. Peals the loud giu., its thunders boom, the echoing vales along. While curtained in the slilph'rous gloom, moves on the gallant throng ; And horse and foot in mingled mass, regardless all of life, With furious ardour onward pass, to join the deadly strife. Nor strange that with such ardent flame, each glowing heart beat high. Their battle word was William's name, and '• Death or Liberty ; " Then, Oldbridge, then, thy peacefp.l bowers, with sounds unwonted And Tredagh, 'mid thy distant towers, was heard the mighty clang. The silver stream is crimsoned wide, and clogged with many a corpse, As floating down its gentle tide, commingled man and horse ; Now fiercer grows the battle's rage, the guarded stream is crossed. And furious, hand to hand, engage each bold contending host. He falls ! the veteran hero falls, renowned along the Rhine, And he, whose name, while Derry's walls endure, shall brightly shine ; Oh 1 would to Heaven that Churchman bold, his name with triumph blessed. The soldier spirit had controlled, that fired his piou% breast. And he, the chief of yonder brave and persecuted band. Who foremost rushefd amid the waves, and gained the hostile strand • He bleeds ! brave Caillemote, he bleeds— closevl is his bright career, ' Yet still that band to glorious deeds his dying accents cheer. And now that well contested strand, successive columns gain. While backward James's yielding band are borne across the plain ; In vain the sword green Erin draws, and life away doth fling. Oh ! worthy of a better cause, and of a bolder king. In vain thy bearing bold is shown, upon that blootl-stained grou»d, Tiw towering hopes ftre overthrown, th»' choicest fall around ' Nor shame, abandon thou the fray.^no/ blush though conquered there, A power against thee fights to-day, no mortal arm may dare. 104 i I > ; ire gay, ray, >y. ne. Nay, look not to tluit dist.int liei^^ht in liopo of coniinf; aul, The dastard thence has taken flight, and left thee all betrayed ; Hurrah ! hurrah ! tlie victors shout, as heard on hi^h Donore, Down riatten's vale, in hunied rout, thy shattered masses iMjur. But many a ^alhnt spirit there, retreats across the plain, ( II Who, change but kings, would gladly dare tint battle-field again ; Enough, enough, the victor cries, your fierce pursuits forbear, L«t grateful prayer to Heaven arise, and vanquished foemen spare. Hurrah ! hurrah ! for liberty, for her the sword we drew, And dared the battle, while on high, our Orange banners flew ; Woe worth the hour, woe worth the State, when men shall cease to With grateful hearts to celebrate, the gloi'ies of the Boyne. ng, It throng ; beat high, rty ; " unwonted clang. a corpse, . ssed, ly shine ; triumph strand ; career. lain ; onnd, sd there, THE DEFEAT OF THE REPEALERS RY THE ORANGEMEN OF THE NORTH. AUGUST. 1845. Good men and true, that wear the blue, 'tis time that ye came forth, \ ! And "reck them rede" our homestead breed, throxighout the "canny North ;" And tell them yet, who fain forget, the gallant blood of yore, They yet may see, it "do or dee," what hath been, may be more. When Antrim wakes, its " lake of lakes," in giant column rears, From "Bann's white tide and Lagan's side," now rich with golden si)ears ; *• From oigot strife, with hounded life, the Huguenot fled here," Now from their hold, come yeoman bold, and stalwart mountaineers. The " Maiden Town " will send us down a brave and loyal band, Though shorn be now her fearless brow, that guanls our northern strand, Good men and true, to dare and do, from Garvagh and Colraine, When spurred by wrong the heart is strong— God teach you to refrain . Where the foiled sea rolls in its glee, intented Donegal, By lough and lake, her sons awake, and gather to our call ; But no, not sleep ! 'was thine to keep, we only " bide the time ;" 'Twill not be long till rampant wrong has ripened in its prime. Fermanagh ! thou art gathering now, stern spirits thou hast bred, Woe to the snake whose shiny streak, coils through the grass they tread. Tyrone ! thy tide, the tnie a., .ried, is pourinj^ 'own, I wean, Like the fierce blast that rushes past old Tyrell's hills of green. 105 1 I I "J m And loyal Down ! from shire and town, right welcome thou shalt he, In beauty rare, how passing fair, Rostrevor crowns the Lea. And Newry, "leal," come woe or weal, will " telegraph" again, The coming Vtvint, and noble front of the free-born northern men. Armagh ! in speed, send to our need, thv sinew, blood, and bone, With spirit high in heart and eye, till death he wills his own. And Monaghan 1 though last, not least, send forth unto their post, I3ut one iu ten of thy brave men to crown our northern host. And now we stand in this green land, and under heaven's blue dome, God grant the prayer : each true man here, go bloodless, scatlielesg home ; But first we clasp, in brothers' grasp, a fearless, loyal hand, Our faith to plight, to hold the right, for God and native land. We ask no broil, our foes to foil, we brook their insults base ; How hard the task, they need but ask the record of our race ; The "Diamond" fight will tell them right, the banks of sullied " Bann," Unless forgot, they'll tempt us not, " to bob in o'er again." Each rank we sink, iu brothers' link, the true old blood is here. None base but they who would betray the righteous cause and dear ; They said 'twas cold, the blood of old, the spirit of our sires, . But here's to you, good men and true, whose hearts retain their fires. m But oh ! we boast a higher toast, and better weapons wear. They taunt us still, the " Bible-men," would that in truth we were ; So help us God, on this green sod, we pray a faithful prayer. Thy peace bestow on fricud and foe, and teach us to forbear. I I TO A "ROMAN CATHOLIC PRIEST," ON THE BURNING OF THE BIBLE. Grave sir ! why thus, in childish rage. In this bright, scientific age, Vc;ut your weak anger on a page Which many have commended ? That page aflbrded no pretence, To any man of common sense, To take foul umbrage or often ce At what was well intended. 106 lit t>e, >. len. me, post, dome, [MiUieless i fluUied dear ; r fires. were : 1 ' •Twaa meant most humbly to record The visitations of the Lord, On those who slight His holy Word And live in hate and malice. That he who would from men remove The volume of redeeming love, Brings no commission from above To cottage or to palace. Your folly served but to amaze The men who saw you frown and gaze Upon that melancholy blaze, Sad emblem of another, Where the lost sinner's piercing cries. And shrieks for vengeance rend the skies 'Gainst those who taught them to despise, And persecute his brother. Fix'd for all ages is that state, No prayer of yours can change his fate ; But "for yourself" bright mercy's gate Js kindly open still. Retire and pray with all your might, That on your soul, now dark as night. Heaven may bestow some ray of light To rectify your will. To teach you ere you teach again, That human efforts must be vain The Bible's progress to restrain On land or spacious ocean. That when your angry labour 's done, It will be just as if you'd run, To cast your mantle o'er the sun, To entertain such notion. NO OF Xni now farewell I the day will come When, pale and trembling from the tomb, You'll rise to your eternal doom Of misery or bliss. To right or left hand, borne away. You'll either bless or curse the day That pity sent you on your way A lesson such as this. 107 i! I' ll THE FIFlLD OP THEl DIAitOI^D. A Aoufi to the luM, tlio w-U-fonsht fiAil, That th« l)iittl« of the '"'^inoml won ; When tht! swonl in its inii^lit, for I'roteatauts' right, Flaslifd forth in the oveiiinc? sun. Ami tlio glorious west, with its red clou Is Mussed, Sliom; out on th« deods tlien dono ; And the rnouiitniu's heath was the soene of death, That the battle of the Diamond won. Then hurrah ! then hurrah. 'Twos in tlie year 95, Septeinher 2lst, That the battle of the Diamond won ; When hosts rushed from the hills, with shouts.anj popish yells, Led by priests, each with his gun. But them to oppose stood Protestant foes. Who scattered the murderous crew ; And ere the sun set, the green grass was wet, But not with the evening dew. Then hurral*.! then hurrah. , From this noble fight our luage takes its name. The Diamond Lodge our pride ; The ardent desires which glowed in our sires, In us, their sons, do abide. Should rebels again, e'er be seen on the plain. An Omngeman's fire they'd shun ; For the Diamond will oast its fires to the last. That the battle of the Diamond won. ITien hurrah ! then hurrah for victory. With sound of Orange fife and drum : By William's sons who then, cleared all rebels from the glen. At the battle of the Diamond wou. T. R. h TBE BRIGHT ORANGE RIBBON WITH PURPLE AND BLUE. Air : " Sprig of S'hiUelagh." '?■;'■ is '-hii soul of a tnie Orangeman, ail that's loyal, love's all that he can. With his In ,l;t orange ribbons of purple and blue ; liis li "art is right iionest, he's firm and sound. No malice or envy is there to be found ; For his king and his country he's ready to fight, in subduing all rebels he takes ^reat delight. With his bright orange riobon of purple and blue. 108 T T T • ish V you luul tlie honor ,< sit in our lotl^p, U'm there you would we the true Or.uif,'PiiiuJ»'H badge Of blight ornnfre riblMni^ with luirjile and line ; A neat silkcu collar iidorns his white neek, Which th'i orHUge, the bine and tlie purple do dock, For our king, constitution, our country and laws, The Pit)te8tant religion, ftnd that is the cause Of those bright orange ribbons with purjde ai.d blue. In the evening returning, as homeward he goes, His heart full of love for his country and those Who wear briglit orange ribbons of purple and blue ; He greets an old friend whom he meets by the way, He proves him a brother and to him does say : Did you hear of the message that came from above, Which bids us unite still in brotherly love, With our bright orange ribbons of purple and '^lue ? Then here's to the land that gave William his birth. With the land that we live in and its neighbouring eai'h. That makes Orangemen, Purple and Puritlemen i ae ; May they of Great William always be well able ' To thrash every foe that would strive to disable ; May the sons of old George be loyal and stout, And all Popish rebels quick put 3 the rout With our bright orange ribbons of purple and bhie. belg from n. BLUE. ne : e. POPISH TYRANNY. Air . " Vicar of Bray." When James, assuming rights from God, enslaved this free-born nation. His sceptre was an iron rpd, his reign a visitation ; High Churchmen cried, " Obey ! obey ! let none resist a crowned head, He who gainsays what tyrants say, is a rebellious Roundhead." Chorum. —Then let us sing, while echoes ring, the glorious Revolution ; And still proclaim King William's fame, who saved the Constitution. The Bible was no longer read, but tales of sinners, sainted. The Gods adored were Gods of bread, and sign-posts carved and painted ; , , . . Their priests and monks, with cowls and ro^ arrived here without With racks and daggers blessed by Popes, and beads of holy lumber. Then let us sing, &c. 109 p. it' if : Our trade abroad, our wealth at home, and all things worth desiring. Were sacrificed to France and Ronie, while Britons lav expirini? • ""TsS ''"<^^'^^'^^-" tinguished. be glorious ftime, who t lear. ;rae irst tand, When I was admitted, I was not profane, Though I wandered in crossint^ o'er Jordan's deep stream ; Then I came to a mountain, to the top I did climb, And there. the Grand Master gave me the great sign. So you, Marksmen, &c. Being led to the serpent, that was on the ground laid, I was ordered to lift it, but I was afraid ; They ordered again, and bid me not ftiil. But be of good courage, ard catcli it by the tail. So you, Marksmen, &c. We travelled on our journey, Joshua beint; our guide. Saying, lift those twelve stones, and Jordan's stream divide ; Joshua obeyed Jehovah's great will. And for that very reason he caused the sun to stand still. So you, Marksmen, &c. We crossed Jordan's stream, and reached to Jericho, And from thence to Gilgal, where all true Marksmen go ; Where we pitched our tents by the Lord's command. And to tills very day there our grand work does standi So you, Marksmen, &c. So come all you brother Marksmen, that belong to our band, Come join hand and chorus, and then rise and stand, And maj our Purple Order still flourish and entwine, And re juber the vision that gave us the grand sign. So you, Marksmen, be steady and true to your cause. And remember bold Joshua, that first framed our laws. THE BRIGHT BANNER OP GALLANT NASSAU. Air : "Bonnie Dundee." In cottage, in castle, in hamlet and hall. Stand true to your colouis, brave Orangemen all, For there's work for the peer and the peasant to dc. Beneath our loved banner of Orange and Blue. Ul ?." park deeds of deviltry trouble our land, Satan and Popery walk hand in-hand ; Abroad through our country the enemy roams, And the serpent, unheeded, glides into our homes. Why rest ye ? why sleep ye ? the wolfs in the fold, He conquers by cunning, like Satan of old ; He sneers at the Bible, despises the law. But dreads the bright banner of gallant Nassau. It is noble to band with the true and the free. While cowards are crouching at popery's knee ; Like strong men we labour, like heroes we fight. For God and our country, for truth and our right. Joys for the idler, and dreams for the vain. Wealth for the worldling who lives but for gain. Smiles for the coward, who dreads tlie world's ban, But God's work, till death, for the Protestant man ! Awake ! banded brothers, the wolfs in the fold He conquers by cunning, like Satan of old, He sneers kt the Bible, despises the law. But dreads the bright banner of gallant Nassau. There's an army of true men, from peasant to lord. Some toil in our cities, some plough the rough sward ; God keep them from falling ! God shield them from ham For they are our strength in the time of alarm ; Known among men for their love of the truth, Known by stern valour in old man and youth ; Oh, trust them, Victoria, when dangers appal. The true sons of William will come at thy call. Be watchful, be wakeful 1 the wolfs ii^e fold He conquers by cunning, like Satan of old, He sneers at the Bible, despises the law, But dreads the bright banner of gallant Nassau Great army of brothers ! be brothers in love, True sons of a loving Grand Master above ; Great army of brothers ! unite and be strong. The end is approaching ; Rome triumphs— how long Be as one man for our time-honoured cause, Be as one man for the " Queen " and her Liws, Bear with each other through weal and through woe-, And shame not the truth in the eyes of the foe. Be true, be united ! the "wolf's in the fold, - He conquers by cunning, like Satan of old He sneers at the Bible, despises the law. But dreads the bright banner of gallant Nassau, 112 c^SJl fold, m. ( 1(1 u. OttR ISLAND HOME. The popish priest is at the clooi*, his lamb-like voice we hoar, But we half detect the lion's roar, tho' we'll not stoop to fear ; There's a spirit in old England that will not crouch to Rome ; Our fathers loved the brave and free in their own dear native home. The truth which ancient Britons knew, unto our hearts are known, We will not bend at popish mass, nor kneel to gods of stone ; Our church is not a new made churoh — it flourished in the land Before the slaves of Papal Rome polluted England's strand. We're of no sect ; our hearts are knit with " Jesus Christ our Lord," And we'll not change our ancient faith, Apostate, at thy word ; Our faith is truth — the truth of God — it blazes high and bright, We'll stand to it, as our fathers stood, and may God defend the right. ORANGE LAND, Air: " When Fidcan Forged.'" Hail ! to the brave and mighty dead, the hero and the sage, Whose glorious deeds shall lustre shed to many a future age ; And sound the trumpet, voice of fame, the valiant actions shall pro- claim, Of many a true and faithful band, who fought and bled for Orange land. When Jesuits once did lord it o'er those rights not made for them, When bigot James tyrannic wore old England's diadem ; Oh 1 then there beamed across the sea a star of hope — of chivalry. Great William came and gave command ; he fought and won for Orange land. Pious and true, then Walker came, and unto him was given To fire the heart with freedom's thought and guide the soul to Heaven. And men who reverenced virtue's name followed in Walker's path of fame, But, oh ! at Boyne's immortal strand he lost his life for Orange land. Schoraberg the Great ! in battle strife oft won the victor crown. Now offered up his veteran life to pull a tyrant down ; And, starlike, his career was cast, " all light," '* all glorious," to the last ; And he who oft the battle planned, in battle fell for Orange Ian da 113 oh ! let us hail, as leading stars, those mighty-minded men, And emulate their deeds, their scars, no matter where or when • In Heaven's light we'll tread the earth, marshalled, for altar, threne. and hearth, * 'Midst cannon's roar and flusliing brand, to.win, or die, for Orange land. UNFURL THE ORANGE STANDARD. 1 'fi I i, fi> 'I In Am : " Childhood's Happy Homer Unfurl the Orange standar.l, men, the foe are in the fielJ : To arms, ye warriors ! once again make heartless rebels yield • Answer their boasts with musket balls, their threats with flashtnc blades : * Arm ! arm I your country cafls for Protestant brigades. Unfurl the standard of the blue ; the green is waving now • Flock to our ranks, ye brave and true, and breathe your battle vow, *or altars, homes, and truth to fight, and, if need be, to die, And ne er to sheath your falchions bright till after victory. Yes, let the Orange and the Blue stream proudly out again. Before the anxious, longing view of all true-hearted men ; Let It wave through the azure sky and kiss the breeze of Heaven. J 111 victory by the Lord most high to our grand .ause is given THE ORANGE SONS OF ULSTER. Sons of the North ! the storm clouds that lowering, had hun'^ o'er vouf country, are gathering in ire, ** Sons of the North ! the true-hearted o'erpouring the enemy spreads er the land like a fire ; Orangemen, wake i the proud summons is swelling, soon to resound to the hounds of the world. Summons of joy to the Protestants telling, William's bright banner again is unfurled. 114 ^' { Sons of the North ! when the feeble forbade you, long, all too long, in endurance you slept, Faint hearts forsook you, and false hearts betrayed you, sad, though undaunted, your silence you kept ; Rise ! with the sound of a nation awaking, spread the glad tidings o'er mountain and seas, 'Till the grim foe that its slumbers awaking, the flag of our fathers now floats on the breeze. Sons of the North ! no, you will not surrender the holy bequest of Jour forefathers' faith, _ to your country to love and defend her, pledged to the truth, to the life, and to death ; Sons of the North ! will you see her degraded } Sons of the North ! will you blush for your home ? Dark with the mists of idolatry shaded, crushed by the heel of the detipot of Borne. No ! by the gates that in timely defiance, gave to your country its warning and sign. No ! by the tyrants' unholy alliance, swept from the North hy the waters of Boyue ; Orangemen ! Northmen ! ye slumber no longer, patience is cowardice, hope being gone. Wiser in counsel, in brotherhood stronger, rise iii defence of the Altar and Throne. Sous of the North ! be aot faithless to-morrow, pause t be not deceived for the struggle is nigh, They who would scorn you must learn to their sorrow, what is the strength they have dared to defy ; Rise to a man ! and the battle arraying, from the dark phalanx and spread the long line, Bosoms uniting end banners displaying, rise ! like a giant recruited with wine. Trust ! not in man for fair promises broke, mark ! the sad era of confidence passed. No ! by yourselves let the wa*^chword be spoken, trust not in man, wo hav3 trusted our last ; Nor though we wield them our countvy defending, trust we in buckler, in helm, or on sword. But on our cause and its justice dei>ending, Orangemen ! Northmen ! we trust in tiw Loul. U5 J»,' U.^' THE ORANGE TEEE. I Air : *' Kitty's Rambles in Ireland.'^ Ye murmuiing streams that surround Enniskillen, To set forth your praise I am now very willing ; In commemoration of glorious King William, Who watered the branches of the Orange tree. Tlie juvenile blooming, and transparent beauty, Of that Orangt tree, for to praise is my duty ; The Boyne, Enniskillen, and Deny, salute me, In singing the praises of the Orange tree. One night in the dark, as I strayed through a mountain, My way being rugged, my steps I was counting ; I slowly advanced to a clear crystal fountain, Where I came in sight of the bright Orange tree. The moon being quartered, divided by numbers, The earth it did shake, and the elements thundered : Dejecte.l with terror I looked on with wonder, To view William's colours -the bright Orange treel For three miles and more in a deep meditation, I travelled to iind out that grand decoration ; A palace majestic, and gmnd elevation. On a hill that stood eastward, appeared unto me. They had sentinels placed, for to keep off all strangers, We formed the inner court, that was free from all dangers • Neither Philistines, Turks, nor uncircumcised strangers, ' Dare peep through the keyhole at our Orange tree. Then we opened a Bible, and thought on old Moses, Repeated some words that the Scripture oft told us ; I spoke and I battled with all my opposers, To gain the inside as I wanted to see. They opened the door, where I saw Aaron standing. His laws and his orders judiciously handing ; While William of Orange was boldly commanding. To foster the branches of the Orange tree. I being well j: 'cosed with what I saw there, I knelt down with submission, and made a Ion" prayer • I looked up to the altar, Oh ! how I did stare. At the scenes that did hang round the bright Orange tree ! m No palace of marble, nor Egyptian tower, The garden of Ehamrock their beards off to shave ' Also at the Boyne, wh^n Prince William he chose you At that struggle for freedoni to be his life guard, At your head he rode forth, o'er the streams of Boyne's river • Your victorious advance uo foeman could retard. ' So it's famed Euniskillen, &c. So its brave Euniskillen, your sons always willin' To defeml the old spot where your foref ithers stood, And bequeathed you a gem as their life core was spillin'. To be guarded unsulli-d. 'twas scaled with their blood*- Six hundred ami three faithfully still guard the treasure, ' Its ranks strongly filled with high men of renown • Captain Archdall and Acoles, Hell, Somers and Trimble Buchanan and Irwin, they still can be found. * So it's famed Euniskillen, &c. Now farewell, Euniskillen, I'll quick fill a bumper Of genuine good whiskey and drink to you all ; The gem you'll keep safe that your forefathers left you, To be its guardians you're trained by Capt. Mervin Archdall. We'll toast to the brave men of old Euniskillen, May tlipy never know want, as they never knew fear ; terror to foes, you oft gave them a millin', And you'll do so again should thev ever ap appear. So it's brave Euniskillen, your sons always willin' The temper of steel with' all foes for to try ; The deeds of your sages on history's pages, Untarnished they stand o'er earth's space and the sky. Toast. e true, thy, . To the brave men who lathered and shaved the French at Waterloo, beat the Papists at the Boyne, and whom William was truly pleased to style Gentlemen. ^^ ^^ Toronto, February 20th, 1876. 119 WtLLtAM'S IfAMlS. HY THOMAS RKID. Now ill conclusion, brelliren, one word I have to say, Peruse tliis little volQmo ; cast all jealous thoughts away • And no'er malign a brother, nor strive to bbst his tame • ' Be true to one another, and uphold brave William's name. To amuse the brethren cheerily, and disj)el all acts of strife, It has been the thought and study of the compiler's life ; To keep alive those ancient deeds our forefathers raised to fame At Derry, Aughrim, and the Boyne, through glorious Williams iWTPe If this should i>rove to be tlis case, rewarded he will be, To see the blossoms blooming on that brave old Orange Tree • All throughout the universe, " Tom Kcid " you will not blame. For publishing this edition iu praise of William's name. t M ■ M » »< I have done my beet for this my book, I'll meet you all with scrip and crook. In that bright land of love and joy, So my Orange friends, good-by ! good-by. THOMAS REID. END OF THE FIllST VOLUME. 120