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Tribute to Bond and his Trusty Placentia Crew

Proud Chief of our Isle, valiant leader in danger,
Who yields not his home to the hand of the stranger.
The land of your birth, 'neath oppression is groaning,
she raves for Sir Robert, in her thralldom and moaning.
Then shout the proud name, like a mad rushing river:
Bond! Bond! Our fair flag and freedom forever!

The Pink, White and Green is fighting for life.
Her recreant sons lead against her in strife.
But Jackman, the glory, the pride of our bay
Is guarding our flag and swears it will stay.
Then shout the proud name like a mad rushing river;
Hail Jackman our chief and freedom forever!

Brave Davis, he scorned a mean traitor to be.
With his chief and his flag, he'd die or be free.
Shall his glory be hid? Shall we breath not his name?
Shall the flag, then, be furled and lost unto Fame?
No! Shout the proud names like a mad rushing river:
Bond, Jackman and Davis and Freedom forever!

When bright, unfettered, shall reign as of Old.
The name O'Sullivan shall be writ in gold.
Placentia shall greet him, the flouter of Tories,
And our flag shall recover its lustre and glories.
Then shout their proud names like a mad, rushing river:
Sullivan, Davis, and Jackman forever.

####.... Mary Anne Nash, c. 1909 ....####