OH! England, thou now art but learning What the tale of thine annals well shows, That the land where the shamrock is native Can bear richest blooms of the rose. Oh! England, where'er the rose flourish In lands over ocean's wide flood, The soil where its roots strike the deepest Enriched was with Erin's best blood. Oh! England, where'er in full splendour The glory of rose-blooms is seen, Remember the men whose loved emblem Is one humble leaflet of green. |