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Verse transcribed by M. Galvin, Tintown No 3 Camp:
'Silent and cold thou art now at rest 'Neath the sanctified sod, in the land thou loved best Thro' tears and thro' sighs we think of the same That the traitors have placed on Ireland's fair name Oh! Rory O Connor thy name and thy story Are engraved in our hearts and crowned there with glory. Tho' thy pulse has stopped beating thy shade is to-day With the loved ones who perished that old Ireland might say Tho' grim death awaits us we'll have not a sigh For our own motto is Freedom for that Freedom we'll die On the green sod of Erin, our life's blood will flow Until Ireland a nation conquers the foe.'
Verse transcribed by M. Galvin, Hut 5, Tintown No. 3 Camp,
'Keep me in your memory I dare not ask for more We may not meet as we have met When prison life is o'er Your path and mine may be In future far apart Time may bring a change of scenes But not a change of heart.
Notes by Seán McGuinness, T.D. (Kilbeggan), [Tintown Camp] who lists his destination as 'Unknown' :
'A United people proud and courageous cannot be reduced to slavery' . Also quotes Terence MacSwiney : 'men and measures may come and go but principles are eternal.'