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alachi. Fear not, my liege.That day is distant yet, when Treason’s wiles . - CLONTAREP. | 9 s Shall place beneath the stranger’s feet our isle.a - Let Treason and Invasion join their ranks ;. Ireland’s sons they’ll meet a fearless fulBrien. Well spoken, sir.ee O°’ KRelly. And truly spoken, too.2 “el Brien. J doubt it not.ss _ Morrough. And could he doubtp Who sees our island ranks to-day ? Behold_ These men, at once our country’s hope and pride !aa What though the foemen’s ranks be full? Cheer still !> What though foul Treason stalks abroad ? Fear not !_ What though our ranks depleted stand ? Hope on!_ Those noble troops, who now expectant waitBo. for call to war, will doubtless well supply,_ By willing hearts and grim resolve, all wants._ Brien. God grant it so! Seek now your tents, good friends."fea Morrough. Not yet, my liege. Here comes, methinks, a truce.oN 0 Kelly. Why, as I live, the Prince of Leinster comes!eB But comes to death !—I’ll hew the traitor down!; Brien. Stay you, good sir. We must respect the truce. |O° Kelly. What! traitor’s truce? My liege, you ask too much.mn W i ith men who keep their faith, let faith be kept ;— «Bt t not with him who bears a traitor’s name. és ion. inonigh’! ! Ignoble deeds can never aidae nc ble cause. That cause is weak indeedVhi oh needs must seek forbidden help. Mark well : 10 | CLONTARF. ee For here it comes, ” Me Enter LEINSTER, attended by Danish Soldier bearing a fag eee Leinster. In goodly time, I come : Ba abs ae ocTo greet the noble Brien and his chiefs. Ol hema0’ Kelly. We seek no greetings from such men as you, : ies ret[To Soldier.] You, sir, are Danish, I believe ; if so, ae a :You're welcome here. [Zo Leinster.| For you, *twere better farYou kept your lines. We wish no traitors here. aie Leinster. Come, Connaught, let your rising temper cool.I wish no speech with you: the King I seek.For that is safe. has cannot stand our force, ne eee eae 2? Our aniicke no doubt?oi pass ‘ ie there you err, 6 bod sir ; for that’s a weedvi on every soil. Do you folecas:eeronnl iat anata forth the rose ts traitors bs soe cee s Peesplace to-day ?a pee Alas = a Enter BRUARD. me digr3 is donbitul yet, my Haat:w’s this? Where is that fiery spirit now\ - filled our iF Oops ? Can they forget 15 a ; a 9, en ee aue \ 9Shall Ireland stand alone, and fail to yield ‘eS
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