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A Irish of Irish Freedom:

The Rebel Heart
Francis A Fahy

From rebel veins my life I drew,
In rebel arms I lay,
From rebel lips the lessons drew
That led me day by day.
And, rocked to rest on rebel breast
And nursed on rebel knee,
There woke and grew for weal or rue
A rebel heart in me.

A rebel heart, a rebel heart,
From taint of thralldom free,
God prosper still through good or ill
The rebel heart in me.

I read my country´s chequered page;
I sang her deathless songs;
I wept her woes from age to age,
And burned to right her wrongs,
And when I saw to British law
She never bent the knee,
O prouder yet for Ireland beat
The rebel heart in me.

A rebel heart, a rebel heart,
From taint of thralldom free,
God prosper still through good or ill
The rebel heart in me.