Orange Lilyo

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And did you go to see the show,

Each rose and pink a dilly, O!

To feast your eyes, and view the prize,

Won by the Orange Lily, O!

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Heigh ho, the Lily, O!

The royal, loyal Lily,O

Beneath the sky, what flower can vie

With Erin's Orange Lily, O!

The Viceroy there, so debonair,

Just like a daffadilly, O!

With Lady Clarke, Blithe as a lark,

Approached the Orange Lily, O!

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Sir Charley too, looked, very blue,

While laughed Horse Master Billy, O!

To think his EX- a flower should vex

And that an Orange Lilly, O

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A fairer flower, throughout the bower

He sought, but willy nilly, O!

With moistened eyes, he gave the prize

To Erin's Orange Lily, O!

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The lowland field may roses yield,

Gay heaths the Highland hilly, O!

But high or low, no flower can show,

Like Erin's Orange Lily, O!

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Let dandies fine in Bond Street shine,

Gay nymphs in Picadilly, O!

But fine or gay must yield the day

To Erin's Orange Lily, O!

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The elated muse, to hear the news,

Jumped like a Connaught filly, o!

As gossip fame did loud proclaim

The triumph of the Lily,O!

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Then come brave boys, and share her joys,

And toast the health of Willy, O!

Who bravely won, on Boyne's red shore,

The Royal Orange Lily, O!

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