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Thy flesh to earth, thy soul to God,  We gave,
O gallant brother;
And o'er thy grave the awkward squad  Fired into one another
An inept political general,

HT," you said, "to-night, all Ireland
The curlews call
" The dinner-talk went on,
And I knew what you heard and what you saw,