[
  {
    "title": "Song of the Battle Eve",
    "author": "Thomas Moore",
    "lines": [
      "(Time -- the Ninth Century)",
      "",
      "",
      "To-morrow, comrade, we",
      "On the battle-plain must be,",
      "There to conquer, or both lie low!",
      "The morning star is up --",
      "But there's wine still in the cup,",
      "And we'll take another quaff, ere we go, boy, go;",
      "We'll take another quaff, ere we go.",
      "",
      "'Tis true, in manliest eyes",
      "A passing tear will rise,",
      "When we think of the friends we leave lone;",
      "But what can wailing do?",
      "See, our goblet's weeping too!",
      "With its tears we'll chase away our own, boy, our own;",
      "With its tears we'll chase away our own.",
      "",
      "But daylight's stealing on;",
      "The last that o'er us shone",
      "Saw our children around us play;",
      "The next -- ah! where shall we",
      "And those rosy urchins be?",
      "But -- no matter -- grasp thy sword and away, boy, away;",
      "No matter -- grasp thy sword and away!",
      "",
      "Let those, who brook the chain",
      "Of Saxon or of Dane,",
      "Ignobly by their fire-sides stay;",
      "One sigh to home be given,",
      "One heartfelt prayer to heaven,",
      "Then, for Erin and her cause, boy, hurra! hurra! hurra!",
      "Then, for Erin and her cause, hurra!"
    ],
    "linecount": "29"
  }
]