POETRY.
THE DE-NATIONAL ANTHEM.
DEDICATED TO THE PARTICULARISTS OF GREAT IRELAND AND LITTLE BRITAIN.
[" Without any disparagement to our own old God Save the Queen.'"—M.B. GLADSTONE'S Speech at Wrexham, September, 1888.] GOD save our gracious Green, Long liye our College Green, Gallant and free !
Scatter the Saxon crew, Strike the Red, White, and Blue, Roderick Vich Alpine Dhu, Cushla machree !
God save the septs and clans, Bless all the Micks and Dens, Bless all the Pats : Heaven guard the gallant Manx, Heaven bless their herring-banks, Strengthen their triple shanks, Prosper their cats ! Oh! may heav'n's choicest smiles Watch o'er the Channel Isles, And make them French! Save gentle Patrick Ford, Convert the Orange horde, Confound each Tory Lord, Prostrate the Bench !
God save Charles Stuart—Parnell, Shield him from shot and shell, Powder and ball.
Oh! may no Saxon spy Wipe poor old Ireland's Eye, God bless the Isle of Skye, Ne'er may it fall !
God save the Jute, the Dane, Long may Trelawny reign, Long live the G-a el !
Long live the Mayor of Cork, Raise high the price of pork, Long may Kings Log and Stork Rule Innisfail.
God save our noble Green, God save the Ghibelline, Down with the Guelph, Discrown the Ocean's Queen, Shatter the whole machine, Bless every smithereen,— Chiefly myself. CHARLES L. GRAVES.
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