Hapless nation, hapless land, </br> Heap of uncementing sand! </br> Crumbled by a foreign weight, </br> Or by worse, domestic hate! - William Drennan Dodds

When Erin first rose from the dark-swelling flood, </br> God blessed the green island, he saw it was good. </br> The Emerald of Europe, it sparkled and shone </br> In the ring of this world, the most precious stone.

Men of Erin! awake, and make haste to be blest! </br> Rise! arch of the ocean, and queen of the West!

Pure, just, benign; thus filial love would trace </br> The virtues hallowing this narrow space; </br> The Emerald Isle may grant a wider claim, </br> And link the Patriot with his country's name.