BETSY GRAY

The star of evening slowly rose
Through shades of twillight gleaming
It shone to witness Erin's woes
Her children's life's blood streaming
'Twas then, sweet star, thy pensive ray
Fell on the cold unconscious clay
That wraps the breast of Betsy Gray
In softened lustre beaming

note:Elizabeth "Betsy" Gray led the pikemen in the front ranks
at the battle of Ballinahinch. Later, as she scouted ahead on
the road to Lisburn, she was ridden down. A cavalryman severed
her hand at the wrist with a sabre, then two more shot her
through the head. TK

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