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Who fears to speak of ninety-eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mocked the patriots fate
Who hangs his head, for shame?
He's all a knave or half a slave
Who slights his country thus
But true men like you men
Will fill your glass with us

We drink the mem'ry of the brave
The faithfull and the few
Some lie far off beyond the wave
Some sleep in Ireland too
And all are gone but still lives on
The fame of those who died
All true men like you men
Remember them with pride

Some on the shores of distant lands
Their weary hearts are laid
And by the stranger's heedless hands
Their lonely graves were made
But tho' their clay be far away
Beyond the Atlantic foam
In true men like you men
Their spirit's still at home

The dust on some is Irish earth
Among their own they rest
And the same dear land that gave them birth
Has caught them to her breast
And we will pray that from their clay
Full many a race shall start
Of true men like you men
To act as brave a part

They rose in dark and evil days
To right their native land
And they kindled here a living blaze
That nothing shall withstand
Alas that might can vanquish right
They fell and passed away
But true men like you men
Are plenty here today

Then here's to their memory may it be
To us a guiding light
To cheer our strife for liberty
And teach us to unite
Tho' good and ill be Ireland still
Tho' sad as theirs your fate
And true men like you men
Like those of ninety-eight