Hark! in the still night. Who goes there ?
Fifteen dead men" Why do they wait ?
Hasten, comrade, death is so fair"
Now comes their Captain through the dim gate.
Sixteen dead men! What on their sword ?
A nation's honour proud do they bear."
What on their bent heads ? " God's holy word ;
All of their nation's heart blended in prayer"
Sixteen dead men! What makes their shroud ?
All of their nations love wraps them around"
Where do their bodies lie, brave and so proud ?
Under the gallows-tree in prison ground."
Sixteen dead men! Where do they go ?
To join their regiment, where Sarsfield leads ;
Wolfe Tone and Emmet, too, well do they know.
There shall they bivouac, telling great deeds."
Sixteen dead men! Shall they return ?
Tea, they shall come again, breath of our breath.
They on our nation's hearth made old fires burn.
Guard her unconquered soul, strong in their death."
