The Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1860-07-31 00:00:00

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4 AND 6, WHITECHAPEL,
TWO DOORS FROM CHURCH-STREET.

TFHE SICILIAN APPEAL TO THE FRIENDS
OF LIBERTY.
0` Around me, too; are the monuments of a valour and
patriotism as devoted and blameless as even these which give
lustre to the plains of Marathon and Cannir."—Diary in
Turkish aud ffreek Ir,uters, by, the ilight Hon. the Earl of
Carlisle.
"Par von, pet(' patria,
0 sangre daremos,
Por gloria que temos
Veneer o morir."
- • Portuguese Patriotic Hymn.

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Hark ! from each valley and mountain ascending,
"That the sons of Italia, 'their rights 'still defending,
The:war song proclaims, with its soul-thrilling cry,
In Liberty's cause shall now conquer or die."
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Around see the blOodthirsty Despot preparing,
, With hosts of invaders, our homes to..defile i
And our innocent babes on their bayonets bearing,
To lbeci the red flames of the funeral pile.
And soon, with the din of the conflict resounding,
O'er, the plains of Palermo the vultures shall soar ;
And
,the wolf and the jackal, from rock to rock, bounding,
Shalpl prey on the mangled till glutted with gore.
Aye, the blood of our sires, of our wives, and our daughters,
To feast savage monsters, ere long must we yield;
Whilst our own and our suns' shall stain deeply the waters,
And tinge, e'eu the bones that now whiten the field.
Then haste to our aid ; see, the beacons are blazing :
Sound the tocsin aloud au Calabria's shore,
Ere the hordes of banditti (by Bombe now 'raising)
-fl'hall wrest from our hands the dear land we adore.
Ye
ycehiefe,
heroes,gr
thac'adt late
eh
isucuagrhs,t so bravelythatfai Warsawratßome,
defended,
04 ! repair to our Isle, where your woes shall be ended,
And each Friend to Liberty still find a home I
No more can, the all-pasping. Tyrant dissemble •
• His views of ambition and thirst for control;
If ve fall, e'en the nations around us may tremble,
And soon share the tate of Turk, Persian, and Pole.
whi come ye not, sons of the isles, to relieve us?
t then, be-stretched out to save 7 •
too with protai,aea basely deceive us,
Shall France,
e honour—the, faith that ye plighted—
And thus (as at abandon the brave?
Shall nii Britons:sahrinoipe)
our ' last struggle for life?"
shall be " war to theellYk-
s (by friends thus so cru
us
il
fi Fer.h„t e d ) ,
AliTlo where is rut!iius,
But, thortgh victim
' Still the Fitriors cry
4 « but baste to our aid, for, believe :me, Then " delay 1104 •u rate Italians can boast ;
And as friends and as b
True freedom and courage
eri" with joy -Nail' receive'ye,
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And bless the glad hour that ye land on our coast. «
itarr.spangled banner!' is waving
And ye ! where the
Triumphant, exulting, 0
'er air, earth, and sea;
...,e are craving,
Can ye, too, refuse us the booll ~
cour the Free?
And not mike one effort to sue •
is beating,
Ah!' little ye think how' each proud t breast,
What pangs of suspense. fill each Palo__.,,„ting,
Like a thorn, ever piercing and ever-revge.
. trona the West I'?
' As despairing we cry. "Is Is there hops *.
•save ere
heart
we perish,
Then delay not your aid, and, oh !
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Forlorn and deserted, avert our sad oqe to cherish;
d
Though faint are hopes that we still dar
o'er the tomb.
Like the lone lamp expiring, that glegas -
From its crater shall dEtna, its heroei beholding,...
To death thus devoted, now witness, our fall, •
And proud Chimborazo, its aid still Witholding,
Threngh regions of rattier, not echo its call.
Shall the tears of our maidens, thus vainly imploring,
Excite no compassion, nor prayers e'en avail ; . _
With heartrending shrieks shall our matrons deplorliA
' Their ttend-tortured sucklings be doomed to bewail'.
Then welcome, ye hordes 1 since our only reliance
Is " self "—and our straggle, perdhance; may be vain;
With our last dying cirse will we bid ye defiance,
. And still cryir lain•
or vengeance 'though stretched on the p
Not a son of " The Freeborn" with life shbrl surrender ;
No dungeon shall more be a patriot's grave ;
Ncit a foe shall escape (or, till death; Shall remember
The day that our rights he would dare to enslave).
earibaldi, our leader, on justice relying;
Face to face shall eackpatriot meet the, proud foe ;
And the last vital spark shall still aid him when dying
To strike witstiletto, a death-dealing 'blow. -
And, at length, w` n.
en with hosts of oppressors. surrounded,
Heaps on heaps, midst the gala andthe mangled we lie,
Thrice curst be the wretch, who, thoughlileedl4 and wounded,
In accents of 'pity for "quarter "'shill cry.
• To arms I then; my comrades I with Heaven's assistance;
:' Ye demons of Bomba I of blood take your fill !
Bit ov,r,ple shall be famed for its noble resistance,
• while
,syro.,. flame, and famine have power to kill. j..w.
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" GRAN ES, late Array Sturgeon,
. Park•terrao, Toxtvilt.pgr)6 ikyerpwi .
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