The North-Carolina standard., 1848-08-16
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From the Dublin Nation, July 22.
THE HOUR OF DESTINY.

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last drop added to the full cup of insult and misery
and it has overfowed Men of Ireland, the hour of
trial and deiveance has at last been struck by Prov
idence. Calmly contemplate all that God, humanity,
and your outraged country now demand of you, and
thenresoutely dare heEoicay conquer brayely die
What have you to fear! Nothing in heaven, for you
are justified before God. You may kneel by your
lifted battle flag, and call him to witness how you
have patiently endured every wrong-snflered, unre'
venged, every infamy-and sought redress only with
streaming eyes and -casped hands, and passionate
prayers for justice Justice!
That cry has gone up to heaven, and entered into
the ears of the Lord Of Sabaoh but could not melt
the heart, of man, We appeal to God, then, IN the
day of battles claim his vengeance for our wrongs
for has he not said, Vengeance Is mine will re-
nav saith the Lord '' Do you fear the judgment of
men! Leok round the earth-every nation cheers
YOU on with words of hope, and sympathy, and en-
enlargement. Uplift your battle flags and from the
two hemspheres and from across the two oceans not
words alone, but brave hearts and armed hands VIII
Ireland Ireland! it is no petty insurrecton-no
local quarrel-no party triumph that summons you to
the field. The destlnies OF the world-the advance
nleYlt of the human race-depend now on your court
age and success for, you have courage, success
must follow. Tyranny, and despotism, and injus-
tice, and bigotry, gathering together the chains
that have been flung of by every other nation of Eu-
rope, and are striving to bind them upon usthe an
cient, brave, free Irish people,. 1t is holy war to
which we are called war against all that Is oP-
posed Justice and happiness, and freedom. Con-
1t is a,death-sfruggle now between the oPPressor
and the slaye-bctween the murderer and his victim
Strike !-strike! Another instant and his foot will
be upon your neckz-hls dagger at your heart. Wlll
he listen TO prayers; ?-wilI he melt at tears COP
help usi We have looked to Heaven and earth,
and asked Is there way to save Ireland but by
this dark path f'' We have taken counsel OF mise
~ and famine and plague, and said, will not ye
denies! But they die they die! The strong men
and the mothers, and the pale children, down they
fall, thousands upon thousands-a deathraln OF hu-
man corses upon the earth and their groans Vibrate
with fearful dissonance through the country, and
their death-wai shrieks along the universe but no
pity dis the eye of the stern murderers who watch
their agonies. --.-.--.- II. .......
Then arose a band of martyrs and they stood be-
tween the living and the dead, and preached the
Truth such as the world has known from the begin
ming, only they preached it more eloquently, for
they were young and gifted, and genius burned In
their eyes, and patriotism In their hearts-and God
has filed these noble young spirits with lofty
thusiasm for the diVines purpose-the regeneration
of their country. But what care they for genius OF
virtue, or patriotism? These iron machines called
governments, who tsgrlnd down mems bones to
pale hnanimty'' So they trembled at the voices of
these young preachers, and srove to crush them by
cunning and ingenious torures that made life more
terrible than death, and soon there were noble
hearts writhing in prison cells and proud hearts
bursting in ignominious exile; and now with the
groans Of the dying, there went up from our fated
land the shreks of desparing mothers and the weep
ing of young wives left desolate by their lonely
HEARTH and the bewildered cries of orphaned children
when they heard they had no father. What then! :!
Is tIiero no hope! viii ye drag wretched ex-
istence, degraded in the eyes of Europemaking Ire
land by word amongst the nations2 Will ye suf-
fer these things that so your children may rise up
in after years and say-Was it thus, and thus when
We were young men, and ye never lifted your right
arms to prevent it1 Did ye sell not only the lives
of your brothers, but also the honor of your country
Have ye left nothing but heritage of shame? No!
God has not utterly forsaken He has left US but
one path, but one. That path is broad, and clear,
and open to us 1o1D. There is other. You must
march on it the ruin of your country. The death
of the living, and the vengeance of the unavenged
dead will be on your soul. But here solemnly VIC
acqut the English people of all participation in forcing
on rs this dreadful alternative-savery Not
the brave, generous English people, but the tyrant
ibecle ministry guilty of thus recklessy plung
ing their own nation and ours into the murderOus
collision.
One way is indeed yet left, one noble way, and
haleluah of praise might rise to heaven in place of
the clash of and the groans of the dying. Let
the Queen come with all the proud prerogatives of
royalty. Let her unbar the prison gates, the
exes to their homes, restore their lights to nation
A woman can yet save thousands from destruction.
If she will not, then amongst the miserable in the
kingdorn there will be one more miserable than all.
That Queen upon her throne-a crowned Medea-
with the diamonds on her brow but the blood of her
people, her children, on her soul Oh let thy heart
speak, young Queen, there is yet time; hesitate
and the page ofhistoTy that notes thy reign will be
scarcely egble to postery, for the blood Of thy SUBJ
jects will have stained it.
Rise, then, men of Ireland, since Providence so
wills It.. Rise In your cities and your fields, on your
hills, in your valleys, by your dark mountain passes,
BY your rivers and lakes, and ocean-washed shores.
Rise as nation England has discovered the bond
Of allegiance. Rise, not demand Justice from
foreign kingdom, but to make Ireland an indepen-
dent kingdom forever. 1t is no light task God has
appointed you 1t is work of trial and temptation.
Oh! be steadfast in the tral-be firm to resist the
temptation!
You have to combat injustice, therefore you must
yourselves bejust. You have to overthrow despot
power. but you must establish order, not suffer an
arehys Remember, it is not against individuals, or
parties or secs, you wage war, but against system.
OyeTthrov--haye no mercy on that system. Down
with i-down with it, even to the ground-but show
mercy to the individuals who but the instruments
Of that system, You look round upon land-your
own lapd-hodden down, and trampled, and insulted,
and on prosecuted, despairing people. 1t is your
night arm must raise up that tramPied land-must
make her again beautiful, and stately, and rich in
blessiDgs Elevate that despairing people, and make
them free and happy but teach them 10 be majestic
In their force, generous in their clemency, noble in
their triumph. 1t is holy mission. Holy must be
nTmotyes and yourscts, if You would fulfil it. Act
as your OonPs salvation hung each deed, and it
VIII 3oEe stand already within the shadows of eter-
nlty. For is the combat, but not for u.s. perhaps
the triumph. Many noble heart will lie cold, MANY
tbrObbiHg pulse be stled, ere the cry of victory
VIII arlse! 1t il solemn thought, that now is the
hour Of destiny, when the etters of centuries
nay at last be broken and by you of this gen-
eratioB-by you, men of Ireland. You are Gods in
strnmeDts many of you must be freedoms martyrs.
Ob! be woFthy Of the name and as you act as men.
as patriots, and as Christians will the blessing
rest upon your head, when you lay it down sacri-
nee tor Ireland upon the rod battlefield. acaa