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When boyhood's fire was in my blood, I read of ancient freemen,
Of Greece and Rome who bravely stood, three hundred men and three men,
And then I prayed I yet might see, her fetters rent in twain,
And Ireland, long a province, be a nation once again.

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A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province, be a nation once again.

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It whispered too, that freedom's ark and service high and holy,
Would be profane by feelings dark and passion vain and lowly,
For freedom comes from God's right hand and needs a godly train,
And righteous men will make our land a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province, be a nation once again.

[Verse]
And from that time through wildest woe that hope had shown a far light,
Nor could love's brightest summer glow outshine that solemn starlight,
It seem to watch above my head through foreign fields and fame,
It's angel voice sang round my bed, a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province, be a nation once again.

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So, as I grew from boy to man, I bent me to my bidding,
My spirit of each selfish plan and cruel passion ridding,
But thus, I hoped some day to aid, nor can such hope be vain,
When my dear country shall be made a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province, be a nation once again.