Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-01-10
C.4RRIERS ADDRESS
TO THE PATRONS OF THE
Anti -9Ioptrp Buole,
ON THE CLOSE OF 1851,

IN spirit such rs JESUS could approve!
But while we know the diamond pen ofTime
The record of ennoblng acts hath traced,
Beside them stands the catalogue of crime
BY which Humanity has been disgraced;
Nations and men, alike forgetting GoD,
Have stepped their hands in guilt, aud fed on
human blood.
Foremost, ofi'ese, our country, thou art seen.
None shout more earnestly in Freedoms
name,
And none more shamclessly by deeds
proclaim
Doctrines alike uurighteous, vile and mean.
Europe's Magyar, ON whom a tyrnnts hand
The fetters of captivity had laid
Who loved so well his own green mountain
land,
Aud to its rescue led his gallant band,
And ."Death or Liberty" their war-cry made;
'Tis thy delight to honor Loud huzzas
Proclaimed his welcome to the Western
world;
Thy words of sympathy aud warm applause
Gave newborn life to the llungurian's cause
And speech aud toast in burning language told
That thou the martyr-hero would uphold
'Pill the oppressor from his throne was
hurled.
How fare the Mugyars that draw birth from
thee,
They, on whose brow the sun hath fercely
shone?
Chains, stripes, unending, hopeless slavery,
These, and these only have they ms their
own.
Rights that the Deity himself hath given,
So sacred in HIS eyes, that not all heaven
Has power to trainple on the very least,
This nation, will, a ruthless hand away has
riven,
And on MANS forehead stamped the name
of"Beds.r
And when these dark -browed Magyars heard
of one
With fairer skin, who fought in Europe's
land,
And sought his nations liberty TO win,
And break for aye oppression's iron band
It seemed to them very trumpet tone
Weakening the manhood that had slep, within;
And for their plundered rights they bravely
stood,
And Christmas plains. baptized with tyrant's
blood.
Then spoke This nation:-Io he ureieLfS
death!
OGto the gdllo,cs tcih The tditorous brood,
Nor longer let their Hriee-acc,psed breath
Offend The presence Of The tcise and good!
And they who took these Mngyars by the
hand,
In grief and anguish for the nations sin,
Bidding them seek q freer, happier land
Where they peaceful liberty could win
Are traitors all. For it is treason now
To speak with kindness to the suffering
poor,
To buihc with gentle hand the fevcrcd brow,
Or open throw Oppression's prison door.
'Tis treason now, the hungering to feed,
To shield the naked from the biting blast,
Or in the bondman's hour of sorest need
A look of pity on the sufferer cast.
That which is noble, dignifed aud great
On Europes soil where Austria bears
command
Is wicked, vile, and treason to the State
If done within this slave-accursed land.
This nation praises IIungary's deeds of glory,
But shrnks aghast from Christmas story:
Its Kossuth text, aud treason commentary,
Are different far as June and January.
Thank Con! the echo Of each burning word
The Magyar speaks, hereafter will he heard ;
And signal shouts will roll throughout the
North,
Telling the people that il now is day
That Freedom in her strength is marching
forth
To drive the spoler from his helpless prey ;
That on this soil no longer eau there be
One single yeslige efi OF human slavery.
Thank Con! iliAi every trob of Freedoms
henn
Sends the liie-biood 10 earil's remotest pnrt,
Giving new strength to every soul that dare
In Freedoms perils, aud its triumph share.
When Europe strikes for liberty. the deep
Ofbumau sympathy its power will feel;
And brave hearts here exultingly will leap
When bears the Atlantic wave the clarion
peal
Telling tie end of despolisnS lonr;
And quick the electric fash will speed aloul
our shore,
Bidding the tyrant here despair forevermore
Nor can Oppression with its countless truiu