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Thread #161614 Message #3842360
Posted By: DaveJohnson
01-Mar-17 - 06:56 PM
Thread Name: Origins: Tally Ho! The Hounds
Subject: ADD: Tally Ho! The Hounds
Mark Gregory has located another gem. This time in a small Tasmanian newspaper in 1851 - a time when Australian republican spirit was on the boil (just before the Eureka Rebellion). The name and tune is as above. I'd like to find the tune to give it a whirl for St Pat's Day. I have asked Lord Google. Any clues? The lyrics are:
TALLY HO! THE HOUNDS
Come Irishmen ! obey the call, Of tally ho ! the hounds, sirs, Whatever your creed or station all, To swell the joyous sound, sirs ; For 'tis the cry of low and high, All Europe in, and round, sirs, And we have too, the game in view, So tally ho ! the hounds, sirs. Chorus. So tally ho ! and tally ho ! And tally ho ! the hounds, sirs, For we have too, the game in view, So tally ho ! the hounds, sirs.
Amongst us long, with subtle tongue, The Saxon shewed dissent, sirs, His maxim cool, "divide and rule," On plundering us bent, sirs ; And whilst our jars, and cursed wars, Of Irish bones made mounds, sirs, He laid his hands on wealth and lands, And tally ho ! the hounds, sirs. And tally ho ! and tally ho ! &c, &c.
He stole our name, he stole our fame, Our food, our arms, our arts, sirs, Our Parliament away he sent, And broke our noblest hearts, sirs ; And whilst by theft, of nil bereft, His war dogs stalk around, sirs, Coercion bills, must heat our ills, Then tally ho ! the hounds, sirs. Tally ho ! and tally ho ! &c, &c.
Oh ! Irish Peers, what rapturous cheers, Would greet you if at last, sirs, With heart and hand, you'd aid your land, Her slavery off to cast, sirs ; If landlord too, and farmer's you, With peasant's bold were bound, sirs, With joy I'd die, or join the cry, Of tally ho ! the hounds, sirs. Tally ho ! and tally ho ! &c, &c.
My orange friend, let discord end, Between you and your neighbour, You'll suffer more from foreign shore, Than from a papist sabre ; Ascendant's stuff, there is room enough For all on Irish ground, sirs, Then share the toil, and share the spoil, Sing tally ho ! the hounds, sirs. Tally ho ! and tally ho ! &c, &c.
To close your ranks in one phalanx, One firm unbroken band, sirs. And we shall soon hail freedom's boon, Illumining our land, sirs ; Then arts shall thrive, and trade revive. Our glory shall resound, sirs, And happiness our Isle shall bless, Then tally ho ! the hounds, sirs.
Chorus. So tally ho ! and tally ho ! And tally ho ! the hounds, sirs, For we have too, the game in view, So tally ho ! the hounds, sirs.