{"id":1945,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/taras-harp"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"taras-harp","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/taras-harp\/","title":{"rendered":"TARA’S HARP"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

The harp that once through Tara’s Hall the soul of music shed
\nNow hangs as mute on Tara’s wall as if that soul were fled
\nSo sleeps the pride of former days so glory’s thrill is o’er
\nAnd hearts that once beat high for praise now feel that pulse no more<\/p>\n

No more to chiefs and ladies bright, the harp of Tara swells
\nThe chord alone, that breaks at night, its tale of ruin tells
\nThis freedom now so seldom wakes, the only throb she gives
\nIs when some heart indignant breaks, to show that still she lives<\/p>\n

Return to the song lyrics index.<\/p>\n

Take it down from the mast<\/p>\n

Take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
\nIt’s the flag we republicans claim,
\nIt can never belong to free staters,
\nFor you’ve brought on it nothing but shame.<\/p>\n

Why not leave it to those who are willing,
\nTo uphold it in war and in peace,
\nTo the men who intend to defend it,
\nUntil England’s tyrannies cease.<\/p>\n

Take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
\nIt’s the flag we republicans claim,
\nIt can never belong to free staters,
\nFor you’ve brought on it nothing but shame.<\/p>\n

You have murdered our brave Liam and Rory,
\nYou’ve slaughtered young Richard and Joe,
\nYour hands with their blood are still gory,
\nFulfilling the work of the foe.<\/p>\n

Take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
\nIt’s the flag we republicans claim,
\nIt can never belong to free staters,
\nFor you’ve brought on it nothing but shame.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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