Lyr Add: St. Patrick's Holy Day

Subject: Lyr Add: ST. PATRICK'S HOLY DAY
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 05 Mar 01 - 01:19 PM

ST. PATRICK'S HOLY DAY.

You sons of great Saint Patrick that now reside in New York town,
I pray you pay attention to my patriotic theme;
Assist my feeble efforts which I endeavor to relate,
In hopes to put in order, to illustrate
The name--to hail the sacred festival of our renowned and pious Saint.

The Irishmen of New York to the club-rooms do repair,
Where high and low are free to go, no one astray but does approve,
And yet they have permission from the Right Honorable the Mayor.
The standard of the Emerald Isle makes each Hibernian's heart to smile,

The Yankees to the door run wild, their beauties to survey--
To view the flag so much esteemed,
Composed of white and lovely green, the mark of friendship without speen,
On Patrick's holy day.

The first represents the paintings exhibited on one side
Of the temperance royal colors, the ornament of praise,
And the other demonstrates our Saviour dear, who for us died,
Presenting Simon Peter with the great immortal keys.

Installing at the same time with power to loose, likewise to bind;
Peruse in John and you shall find
My words are not astray;
The 20th chapter plainly shows,
He that will a temperance cause oppose,
He wont be ranked at all with those
On Patrick's holy day.

The cross and shamrock you may behold,
Whose fame it sounds from pole to pole,
The stripes and stars o'erlayed in gold,
To show they now obey--
And to the States be loyal and true,
As they had been at Waterloo,
In hopes they will crush the hellish crew,
That hates Patrick's holy day.

Saint Patrick, the Apostle, and patron of Old Erin's shore,
Driving alll reptiles from the saintly Irish land.
Then worn to a good old age,
He left this frail immortal stage,
The month of March, I will engage,
Observe what I do say,
On the 17th his soul went straight,
And entered the celestial gate,
For which his sons commemorate
Saint Patrick's holy day.

Being assembled in due order Saint Patrick's picture leads the van,
Supported by two young men dressed in magnificent style
To the stately chapel of St. John,
Where they all do march along,
To pay their great homage to the awful sacrifice;
And when they come unto the gate,
The flags composed an arch complete,
The Knights march through in pomp and state,
Just as they pass through and entering in the organs chimed,
To praise Hibernia's lovely line,
While on their knees in prayers they join,
On Patrick's holy day.

To preach the annual sermon, a very reverend mild divine,
Ascends unto the pulpit in order to relate,
To preach the life of blessed St. Patrick, which sends forth in words sublime'
In pressing each Hibernian to try to imitate--
Then the sermon it being closed,
The brave Hibernians all arose,
Without more delay,
With their good clergy at their head,
There is nothing on this earth to dread,
All selfish fears and feuds are fled,
On Patrick's holy day.

The Temperance bands melodious sounds to cheer them on their way--
Back to the club rooms they incline,
Where friendly they sit down to dine,
And all the temperance pledge do sign,
On Patrick's holy day.

PATRICK MORAN, Brooklyn.

Entered according to Act of Congress in the Clerk's office, in the District Court of theSouthern District of New York, in the year 1861, by PATRICK MORAN, Brooklyn.

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