Thomas Osborne Davis

“ Its angel voice sang round my bed, "A Nation Once Again." III It whispered, too, that "freedom's ark And service high and holy, Would be profaned by feelings dark And passions vain or lowly: For freedom comes from God's right hand, And needs a godly train; And righteous men must make our land A Nation Once Again." IV So, as I grew from boy to man, I bent me to that bidding— My spirit of each selfish plan And cruel passion ridding; For, thus I hoped some day to aid— Oh! can such hope be vain ?— When my dear country shall be made A Nation Once Again. ”