JACOBITE RELICS.
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SHEELA NA GUIRE.1
BY JOHN D'ALTON.
On the height of Lisgreny2 cried Daniel O'More,3
"Oh, Erin! dear maiden, how long shall it be.
Ere thy bridesman in triumph will come to thy shore?—
But ruin has fallen on thy warriors—and thee!
Yet the torch, that must kindle a world in thy cause,
May haply the zeal of our cannons inspire,
Against those who would trample thy freedom and laws,
And flout at the wedding of Sheela na Guire.
