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Updated: June 13, 2025
The Orangemen's procession started from their lodge, with three drums and one fife trilling a wheezing, rattling manglement of "Croppies Lie Down," whose only justification lay in the fact that it was maintaining a tradition of the time; and Jimmy Hartigan, besieged in the livery yard with half a dozen of his coreligionists, felt called upon to avenge the honour of the South of Ireland at these soul-polluting sounds.
The black north and true blue bible. Croppies lie down. Stephen sketched a brief gesture. I have rebel blood in me too, Mr Deasy said. On the spindle side. But I am descended from sir John Blackwood who voted for the union. We are all Irish, all kings' sons. Alas, Stephen said. Per vias rectas, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto.
"These are not the men whom the woman warned us of. Major Barber, if he were coming here from High Street, would be marching the opposite way. This is some company of yeomen." A band played at the head of the approaching company, and the men stepped out briskly to the tune of "Croppies Lie Down."
There were colonels at the table who wanted to be generals, and generals who wanted commands. There was a feeling that it might have been wiser to speak more civilly to Lord Dunseveric. General Clavering himself broke the silence. "These damned Irishmen are all rebels at heart," he said. "The gentry want their combs cut as much as the croppies.
I should admire to hear from your lips what it is. Perhaps you will sing me a line or two." "With great pleasure," said I: "There are many brave rivers run into the sea, But the best of them all is Boyne water for me; There Croppies were vanquished and terrified fled, With Jamie the runagate king at their head.
"'Your hanner may say that; all the world has heard of Donnybrook, owing to the humours of its fair. Many is the merry tune I have played to the boys at that fair. "'You are a professor of music, I suppose? "'And not a very bad one as your hanner will say if you will allow me to play you a tune. "'Can you play "Croppies Lie Down"?
His father had other things to do than look after the child whom he was later on to upbraid for growing up in a displeasing way. Ireland made a strong impression upon the boy, if we may judge from his writing about it when he looked back on those days. He recalls, in "Wild Wales," hearing the glorious tune of "Croppies lie Down" in the barrack yard at Clonmel.
I went to Daniel O'Connell reminding him of the sovereign he had promised me, and offering if he gave it me to play Croppies Get Up under the nose of the lord-lieutenant himself; but he tould me that he had not time to attend to me, and when I persisted, bade me go to the Divil and shake myself.
Suppose for a moment that the prisoner in this case had been the Honourable Augustus Somebody, who appeared before his worship fashionably attired, and with hair, beard, and moustache far surpassing in extravagance the poor tailor’s; should we then have heard this beautiful apostrophe to “the croppies,” this thundering denunciation of ringlets? I half fear not.
"'And perhaps, said I, 'before I die, the Orange will be out of the kennel and the Croppies in, even as they were in my young days. "'Who knows, your hanner? and who knows that I may not play the ould tune round Willie's image in College Green, even as I used some twenty-seven years ago? "'O then you have been an Orange fiddler? "'I have, your hanner.
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