As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I, There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by; No pipe did hum, nor battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo, But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang ou
This band's profile is 'invisible', meaning that it's much less prominent on the site - either because it's incomplete, or maybe doesn't entirely fit MS format.
