The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1851-11-01
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The following remark able and eloquent address is
said 10 have been pronounced by Kossuth his depart
ture from the Hungarian SOIL upon which he kne down.
opened his arms as be would embrace its fields kissed
The earth moislened and sanc6ed by the blood OF It's
most valuable children. and after addressing short
prayer the Dsposer OF all Events. pronounced the fol-
lowing eloquent
FareioeH 10 hs Falhsrland
God be with thee my beloved Faherland God be
with thee, Faberland OF the Magyars God be with
thee, land OF lorufes shall not be able 10 behold the
submits OF thy mountains No more shall be able 10
call my Fathelland the soil where the mothers heart
imboed the milk of Freedom and Justice
Pardon me, my Fatherand-ne, who am condemned
to wander about far from thee because srove Tor my
welfare Pardon me- who call any thing free
but the small space where am now kneeling down with
few OF thy sons. My looks fall upon thee, on poor
turn them to futuriy Thy future is nothing but
great grief Thy pains are mosened with crimson gore,
and destruction as il 10 mourn over The numberess con
quests which thy have achieved over the accused
enemies OF thy hallowed soil. How many grateful
hearts lifted up their prayers 10 The Throne OF The AL.
mighty! How many tears have flowed which would
even have moved hell to compassion! How many
streams of blood have run as proofs how the Hungarian
loves his Fatherland and how he die for 1t And
yet hast thou, beloved Falherland, become slave
Thy beloved sons chained and dragged away like
slaves, destined TO teer again everything hat hoy
to become servceabe all that is unholy Oh Lord if
thou lowest Thy people, whose heroic ancestors thou dds
enable TO conquer under Arpad amid 90 manifold dan
gers, beseech Ihee aud impore Thee, oh humble them
not
Behold, my dear Fatherand. thus speaks to thee thy
son. the whiriwnd of troubles and despair. on thy ut
most boundary!
Pardon me II the grea, number Of thy have shed
their blood for my sake, rather for thine, because
was their representatives because protected thee when
on thy brow was written, in letters of blood the word
danger; because l. when it called unto thee BE
save. took up the work for thee because grded on
my sword when the enemy had the audaclty to say,
4, fhal daft thu
yars
With gigantic PAGES, Time rolled on; with black.
yellow letters, Fate wrote the pages OF thy history
Death !" and, 10 stamp the seal upon It, called the
Northern Colossus to assist, But the reddenng morn
ing dawn OF the South will melt this seal
Behold my dear Fatherland for thee, who hast shed
SO much OF thy blood, there is not compassion,
because the hills which are lowered up By the bones
OF thy fallen sons Tyranny earns her bread
Oh see, my dear Faiherland, the ungratetul, whom
thou dds, noursh from the fat of thy plenude, has
turned against lheeaganst thee has turned the traitor
destroy thee from the head to the sole Of thy foot
But thou, noble nation, hast endured all ths-lhou hast
cursed thy fate because in thy bosom all suffer-
ing hope is enshrined.
Magyars turn your books not away from me- for even
at this moment my tears flow only for you and the soil
which am yet kneeling bears your name
Thou art fallen, truest OF Dations Thou art thrust
down under thine own blow Not the weapon OF for
egn enemy, which has dug thy grave-no the cannons
of the many nations who were brought up against thee
hey have loered back at thy love TO thy Faherand y
not the Muscovltes who crawed the Carpathians
have compelled thee to lay down thine arms On, no
sold thou vast dear Faherland Thy sentence OF death
beloved Fatherland, was written by him whose love
TO his country never questioned Tor moment In the
bold flight of my thoughts, woud rather have doubted
the existence Of a good man than that | could have
thought he could have become The traitor OF his Father
land.
And thou hast been betrayed by him in whose bands
few days ago laid the government OF our country
who had to defend thee with the last drop OF his
blood He became traitor TO his country because the
color OF gold was deafer TO him than that OF blood,
which shed for the Independence OF the Falherand
The proane metal had in his eyes more value than the
Holy God OF his land, who forsook HIM when he en-
tered into covenant with the associates OF the devil
Magyars my dear fellow OF the same county,!
do accuse me because was compelled TO cas-, my
eye this man, and TO vacate my place for him was
obliged TO do because the people placed confluence
in him-because the army loved him, and he had al
ready attained 70 position in which he could have
proved his fidelity And yet that man abused the conf
dence of The nation, and IN return Tor the love oil his
nation, treated them with contempt
/ Curse him, people OF the Magyars curse the heart
which did not dry up when IL attempted 10 nouish MIN
/ with the moisture OF life
love thee Europe's truest nation, as love the free
dom for which thou toughest so bravey The God OF lib
efy will never blot you out from his memory. Re bless
ed for evermore My principles were those OF Washing
ton though my deeds were not those OF William Tell !
wish for free naion-free as God only can create
man-and thou art dead because Thy winter has arrived
bn this will not last long thy fellow sufferer lam
gushing under the icy sky OF Siberia. No fifteen
ions have dug thy gravethe thousands Of The sixteenth
will arrive to save thee
Be faithful hitherto. keep to the holy sentences Of
the Bible, pray for thy liberation, and then chant thy
national hymns, when thy mountains re.echo the thunder
of the of thy beratos God be with you, dear
com rades and fellow .sutferers The angel OF God be
with you You may still be proud for the Lion OF Eu-
rope has 10 be aroused TO conquer the rebels he whole
civilized world has admired you heroes, and the
of the heroic nations will be supported by the ireest OF
the free nations on earth!
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