Here's what I have compiled by comparing several copies from the Bodleian collection. There are some insignificant words that vary between versions; I have selected the words that seem to me to improve the rhyme or meter or clarity. I have also added punctuation where it seems to help.

It seems odd that I have not been able to find this song in any old book.

Note that verses 4, 7, and 8 below do not appear in the DT version.


THE RIGHTS OF MAN

[1] I speak in candour; one night in slumber
My mind did wander near to Athlone,
The centre station of this Irish nation,
Where a congregation unto me was shown,
Beyond my counting, upon a mountain,
Near to a fountain that clearly ran—
I seem to tremble; I'll not dissemble—
As they assembled for the rights of man.

[2] All clad in green there I thought I seen
A virtuous queen that was grave and old,
Saying: "Children dear, now do not fear,
But come and hear what I will unfold.
This fertile country, near seven centuries
Since Strongbow's entry upon our land,
Has been kept under with woes unnumbered,
And always plundered of the rights of man.

[3] "My cause you chided; you so derided
When divided; alas! you know,
All in disorder round Erin's border,
Strife, grief, and murder have laid you low.
Let each communion detest disunion.
In love and union join hand in hand,
And believe old Granua that proud Britannia
No more shall rob you of the rights of man."

[4] Then I thought the crowd all spoke so loud
And straightway vowed to take her advice.
They seemed delighted and all united,
Not to be frightened, but to rejoice.
Her harp so pleasing she played amazing.
I still kept gazing but could not understand.
She sang enchanting and most endearing
In words most cheering to the rights of man.

[5] Through the azure sky I then did spy
A man to fly and for to descend,
And straightway come down upon the ground
Where Erin round had her bosom friends.
His dazzling mitre and cross was brighter
Than stars by night or the midday sun.
In accents rare then I do declare
He prayed sincere for the rights of man.

[6] When prayer was ended, he condescended
His hand to lend it in freedom's cause.
He says: "I'll lead you and always aid you
And still persuade you to Christian laws.
When in affliction or sad restriction,
My benediction with uplifted hand,
I here explain it: you shall obtain it,
And surely gain it with the rights of man."

[7] For their inspection clear direction
And grand discretion, the three-leafed plant
He elevated and consecrated
And this repeated: "Do not recant,
But still look to it, and still review it.
Let none subdue it—its three-in-one,
To prove its unity in that community
That holds lenity(?) the rights of man."

[8] He straightway blessed and then caressed,
But still impressed them to persevere,
When a rustling wind that seemed quite unkind
Wafted this liquid through the ambient air.
Then Granua fluttered and these words uttered:
"I'll break your fetters before it's long."
Then away he flew and bade them adieu
Saying: "I'd be true to the rights of man."

[9] When the population or congregation
In exultation agreed to part,
Shook hands like brothers and kissed each other,
While friendship smothered each Irish heart.
They separated, all animated,
All elevated at what went on,
As day was breaking and poor Shiel's awaking,
Crying: "Still be true to the rights of man!"