Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1852-01-08
From tie " Y. Home Journal.
KOssIsth's Prayer ora Ihe Graves
OF those who had fallen at Aa-


kOssssth's Prayer ora Ilae Graves
OF those who had fallen at Ka-
pOlna.
Those readers who have with some in
terest pursued the glorious struggle of
the Hungarians, will doubtless remember
that one Of their most victorious battles
was fought at Kapolna. The Austrians
were driven from all their positions, and
relinquished their attacks, retiringin good
order certainly on their retreat to Pesth,
but leaving the Hungarians unequivocal-
ly masters of the field of battle. It was
an advantage dearly purchased, however.
Many noble and heroic eye closed for
ever on the fatal plains of Kapolna The
dead we're buried with all the pomp and
ceremony of military mourning the flag
ofHungary lowered over their graves,
as if to take last farewell of its gallant
champions, whilst the thunder Of the can
non spoke the soldiers requiem
Kossuth afterwards visited the graves
OF the fallen heroes; when scene of great
excitement and powerful interest took
place. No doubt many of your readers
have now seen and heard the great Kos
suth and we may justly picture to our
selves the sublime, almost spiritual, ex-
preston which no doubt pervaded his no
bic face and figure, when excited by some
great thought and splendid imagining
He stood by thelast resting place of many
of his dearest friends, and of thousands
whose fearless hearts but few short hours
before beat in unison with his own in the
aspirations after national liberty and glo-
ry. Kossuth raised his face to heaven,
and uncovered his head, an action in
which he was initiated by all present;
smile of unearthly beauty played round
his lips-it was not kindled by joy but
by faith-as ne clasped his hands togeth-
er, and, with bearing that can never be
forgotten, uttered the prayer, of which
the following is translation from the
German =
Exalted Ruler ofthe Universe, God
of the warriors of Arpad, look down from
Thy starry throne upon Thine unworthy
servant, from whose lips the prayer of
millions ascends to heaven, extolling the
infinite power of Thine omnipotence.-
My God, Thy bright sun shines above
me whilst beneath my knees rest the
bones of my fallen brothers. Thy stain
less azure over -canopies US; but beneath
the earth is red with the sacred blood of
the children of our fathers. Let the
fructifyiug beams of thy glorious lumina-
ry shine upon their graves, that the Grim
son hue may be replaced with flowers,
and the last resting-place of the brave
still crowned with the emblems ofliberty
God of my fathers and of my race, hear
my supplications let Thy blessing rest
upon our warriors, by whose armes the
spirit of gallant nation seeks to defend
Thine own precious gift of freedom.
:" Help them to break the iron fetters
with which blind despotism would bind
a great people. As freeman [ pros
trate myself before Thee on these fresh
graves of my slaughtered brethren. Ac-
cept the bloody offering which has been
presented to Thee, and let it propitiate
Thy favor to our land. My God, suffer
not race of slaves to dwell by these
graves, nor pollute this consecrated soil
with their unhallowed footsteps. Ny
Father my Father !-mightier than all
the myriads of earth-the Infinite Ruler
of heaven, earth and ocean-let reflex
of Thy glory shine from these lowly Sc
pulchres upon the face of my people,
Consecrate this spot by Thy grace, that
the ashes of my brothers who have fallen
in this sacred cause may rest undisturb-
ed in haIlowed repose. Forsake us not in
the hour of need, great God of battles!-
Bless our efforts to promote that liberty
of which Thine own spirit is the essence;
for to Thee, in the name of the whole
people, ascribe all honor and praise"