Long Live the Sixty-Ninth

J, WRIGLEY. Publisher, of Songs, Ballad’s, and Toy Books, Conversation, Age, and Small Playing Cards, Alphabet Wood Blocks. Valentines, Motto Verses, and Cut Motto Paper &c. No. 27 Chatham Street. (OPPOSITE CITY HALL PARK) NEW YORK

Long live the sixty-ninth.

Hail to the men now in triumph returning,
Black with the battle-smoke, radiant with fame;
Ireland is proud, and America is grateful,
The heart of each Irish girl bounds at their name.
“Caed millea failtha, men!
Out on the air again—
Rings the clear sound of the Irish hurrah,
As up from the surging crowd,
Bursts the shout, deep and loud,
Long live the Sixty-ninth! Erin go Bragh!

Many a heart will throb proudly in Ireland,
Many a bright eye still brighter will be;
When the fame of their matchless enduring and daring,
Goes echoing over the fathomless sea;
Old men will bless their name,
Young men will long for fame,
Millions who never the Sixty-ninth saw,
Will echo that rolling cry,
Sweeping like whirlwind by,
Long live the Sixty-ninth! Erin go Bragh!

The honor of Ireland was safe in their keeping,
The “Sunburst” and “Stars and Stripes” safe in their hands
No marvel they fought with a strength superhuman,
For each man in the Sixty-ninth struck for TWO lands.
Hail to the true and tried,
Shout their praise far and wide,
Greet them at once with an Irish hurrah:
Swift to charge, firm to stand,
Brave heart and steady hand,
Long live the Sixty-ninth! Erin go Bragh!

Welcome ye true hearted heroes, thrice welcome!
To the laurel your mother-lands worn for long years,
Ye have added a leaf, though the chaplet already
Is so thick that it veils the deep traces of tears.
Hide not your glorious rags,
Fling out your tattered flags
Spick-and span soldiers and clothes without flaw,
Let them admire who will,
Our heartfelt cry be still
Long live the Sixty-ninth! Erin go Bragh!

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