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JACOBITE RELICS.
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"Oh! art thou that fair one whose dear fatal charms,
To the walls of old Troy led the Greeks in bright
arms?
Or she who our princes has exiled afar,
And brought in the aliens, with rapine and war?

"Or that dame, most unhappy, whose love passing
fond,
For the Finians, dissolved the dear conjugal bond?
Or she who afar o'er the seas sped her flight
With Naoise renowned in the Red-Branches' fight?

"Or she that of old with the heroes of Greece,
Theme of many a song, brought the rich golden fleece?
Or the queen of king Connor deemed worthy alone.
When he lay in the tomb, to be placed on his throne?"


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