Columbus Democrat. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 18??-18??, 1849-12-15
KOssUTHs ADDRESS TO HIS COUN-
TRY.

TRY.
The fllowing is The farewell address of Kos
suih to his country, written at Orsa,a:
Farewell, my beloved country Farewell
land OF the Magyar Farewell, thou land of
sorrow shall never more behold he summit
Of Thy mountains. | shall never again give the
name Of my country to that cherished sol, where
drank from my mothers bosom the mks Of
justice aud liberty. Pardon, Oh pardon him
who is hencetonh condemned to wander far from
thee. because he combatted for thy happiness. -
Pardon one who can only call free that spot Of
Thy soil where he now knees with few Of the
faithful children Of conquered Hungary! NV
last looks are fixed on my country, and see
thee oyerw helmncd with anguish. Thy plains
are covered with blood, the redness of which
pi'iess destruction will change 10 black, the EN-,
b!em Of mourning, for the victories thy sons have
gained over the sacrcgous enemies fthy sa
cred soil
How many grateful hearts have sent their pray
ers 10 the throne Of the Almighty! How many
tears have gusbcl from their very depth to i'm.
plore pity How much blood has been Shed to
v.
that he knows how 10 die for it, Aud YET land
OF my love- thou art IN slavery! From thy ye.
ry bosom will be forged tie chain to bind all that
Is sacred, and 10 aid all that j, sacrilegious. O
Almighty Creator, il thou lowest thy people to
whom thou did,t give victory undes our heroic
ancestor Arpad, mplore thee not to sink Them
into degradation. | speak to thee, my country,
thus from the abyss Of nv despair and whilst yet
lugerinr ON the threshold e ,hy sai!. Pardon
me that great number Of thy sons b ve shed
their blood Tor thee on my account pleaded
Tor thee, hoped IJr thee, even in he dark mo-
menI when on thy brow was written The wher.
ing word Despair lifted my voice in by
behalf whe men said, "Be thou slave p
gld the sword about my Ioins and srasped the
bloody plume, even when they said, "'Ihon art
10 Iongera nation on the soil OF the Magyar"
Time has written thy destiny on he Pages OF
thy story in yellow and black letters Death. -
The Colossus If he North has set his seal 10
the sentence Bat the glowing iron Of the East
shall meIt that seal.
Forthce, my country, that has she'd 50 much
blood there is no pity; for does not the tyrant eat
his bread on the hills formed on The bones Of thy
children J
/ The migrate whom thou hadst Gttened with
I thy abundance, be rose against thee: he rose a
galnst thee, the traitor to his mother, and destroy
ed thee utterly. Thou hast endured all ; ,hoU
hast not cursed thine existence, for IN thy bosom
and lar above all sorrow, hope has buit hcl
nest.
I Magyars turn not aside your looks from me
for at this moment mine eyes flow with tears o
+ yon for the soil on which my lettering steps still
wander is named Hungary
My country, i Is not the iron Of the stranger
that hath dug thy grave it is not the thunder .
4 fourteen nations, all arrayed against thee, lha
bath destroyed thee; and il is not the fifteenth
nation trayersing the Carpalhians, that has for
ced thee to drop thy arms No! Thou has
been betrayed; thou hast been sold, my country
/ Thy death sentence has been written, beloved .
my heart, BY him whose virtue, whose love 70
/ thee never dared to doubt. Yes in the eryo
d my holdes thoughts, should have almost al
soon doubted Of the existence of the Omnipoten
as have believed that be could ever be q traito
to his country, Thou hast been BETRAYED b
Aim IN whose hands had bot IA little space be
lore deposited the power OF our great country
which be swolc 10 defend, even to the last dro
Of bis hearts blood. lie bath done treason t
his mother; for the glitter d gold hath been 70
him more seductive tban thai Of the blood she
to save his country. Base gain had more yaIu
in his eyes than his country, and his God has a
bandoned him, as be had abandoned his God 70
his allies of he'll.
Magyarsl Beloved companions, blame m
not Tor having cast nine eyes ON this man, 40
for having given to him ny place. 1t was ne
t cessay, for the people had bestowed on him thei
confidence; the army loves him, and he obtained
power ofwhich myself would have been proN
And, nevertheless, this man beIied the con6denc
Of the nation and has repaid the love OF III
army with hatred. Curse him, people OF tn
Magyars Curse the breast which did n,
dry up before il gave him its milk | doIiz
thee Q thon most faithful OF The nations Of FL
rope, as ldollze the Liberty tor which thou ha.
, proudly and brayely combaittd. The God ,
liberty will never eiiace thee from his memor,
Mayest thon be forever blest
I My principles have not been those Of Wash
! ingon; nor set my acts those Of Tell. desire
a free natlan-iree as man cannot be made b.
by God. Aud thou art fallen faded as the Iill,
e but which 10 another season puts forth its flower
still more lovely than before TDou art dead
G Tor hath not thy winter come on but il will n,
5 endure SO long as that of thy companion undt
u the frozen sky of Siberia MOI Fifteen Ii.
: lions have dug Thy toMb But The hosts OF ii
o sixteenth will come 10 save thee. Be faithful
! a. thou has. been even to the present. Coator