New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1851-12-05
ON BOARD THE
STEAMSHIP HUMBOLDT.

STEAMSHIP UMBOLDT.
The L. S. -M. steamship Humboldt,
Capt. Lines, from Havre, Nov. 20, and
Cowes. midnight, same day, arrived at
O'Clock, this morning.
The Humboldt has had very rough
homeward voyage, having had to contend
with violent westerly gales and rough head
seas the most of the passage. She brings
fair freight and a good number of passen-
gers for the season.
Among them are the distinguished Hun
parian exiles and patriots, Governor KOS
SUTH and suite, and the celebrated Lola
Monies, Countess of Landsfeldt, who comes
on professional tour.
Gov. KossuTn landed at Quarantine, and
is the guest of DIR. Doane.
The King of Hanover died on Monday, Nov.
H. He was 80 years Of age.
For The New-York Tribune.
Ellen KOSSUTH!
Now let the glorious Sun of Heaven redouble
every ray,
And battle in floods of orient light America to-
day;
While Joyous shouts from sea to sea through
wide horizons ring,
Let cold DEFENDERS cheek be flushed with roses
of the Spring,
And Natures conscious heart bea' high, in uni
son divine,
With every honest, freedom heart from Green
land to the Line
Brother, by Freodo~,'s hanov~ea bond, than
earthly tie more strong,
Well may we herald your approach with music
and with song;
Well may we gaze with earnest eyes upon your
care-worn face,
Well may we clasp your manly form in passion
ate embrace,
Well may we bow uncovered heads, with hon.
age deeper far
Than crushed and crouching slaves can yield to
Emperor or Gar.
Oh brave Kossuth we welcome thee-Colum-
bias honorcd guest
To brighter days we cheer thee on, to victory
and rest:
To victory, when once again the Magyar flag
unfurled
Shall rally to the last revolt the European world
To rest, the only rest you crave, fair Hungary
TO see
Once more the home of Peace and Love, the
dwelling of the Free.
We welcome thee with smiles and tears, such
as pale mothers shed
Over a long-lost shipwrecked child, scarce res
cued from the dead
With loving Joy and mournful pride we bid thee
welcome home,
AS long ago, from stormy fight, the citizens of
Rome
Greeted torn and mangled son, whose bruised
and battered crest
Proved he had nobly faced her foes, whose
wounds were on his breast
Oh, Ruler by your countrymen's unanimous
acclaim
oh, Statesman whose enlightened sway was
innocent Of blame;
Oh, Patro. whose unwearied toll the GREATNESS
world beheld;
Oh, Leader whose victorious power the House
ofHapsburg quelled:
oh, Champion OF the trampled serfs, no longer
bought and sold
Oh, Martyr strong in principle, iRexorably bold ::
Oh, Lion.Heart, whose every pulse is true to G od
and Right,
Oh, Man Of Deeds so stainlessly and honorably
bright,
Darkness and Death have throngcd your path,
your heart is desolate,
Around your head are gathered all the clouds OF
hostile Fate:
The future Of your grand career we canno. vet
ioresee,
Bu' this we know-your Hungary is destined TO
be free.
You ask for aid from Christian hearts-ob. cold
the heart must be
That would not coin its dearest blood for Hum.
gary and thee
To her we owe our faith in Christ, by Magyar
valor won.
When through four stormy centuries the ramparts
Of the Hun
Breasted the tide OF Moslem power, its torren.
onset stayed,
And beat the naughty Crescent down, from Buds
to Belgrade
Now, by the debt of Christendom to old St,
Stephens crown;
by the immortal memories OF Old Macy ar renown,
by rahan, John Hunniades and all his mighty
works,
Who met and drove in terror back three hundred
thousand Turks;
BY King Ma,hias Corvinus. his Thrice heroic son.