SleepsongMay you sail far to the far fields of fortune With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet And may you need never to banish misfortune May you find kindness in all that you meet
But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear For those who died that Eastertide in the springtime of the year And the world it did gaze in deep amaze at those gallant men but true Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew