The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1876-07-16
NEW ORLEANS, SUNDAY MORNING.

Yes. into u Q ranks people came prinoeIy Briep
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The trials. the tolls and the troubles each
| ireland must bear;
For. thatthe email voice OF Conscience its words
of direction had said
And that the finger Duty poi nted the path
he should tread
That path would he travel, needing the peril the
pain or the loss,
Accepting the shans the glory prepared for the
the
But his Of oommoton no hatred OF RIG htfu
control;
The fair ways of viz tue and honor dear
less a soul,
And high his hope that seeking winning the
rights of hislaud
No blood splIipg weapon need ever be welded by any
man hand;
That and truth would be potent to end the wild
strife of the past,
And to bring the long combAtaLt nations peace
to friendship at last.
Alas! the bright hope WAS eelusve-for power and
plumber sweet;
And nations, il 'ghty, proud to weaker ones
down at their feet;
And logic is stroug-tl 1t bids them unbnd from the
captive his chains;
And reason is goodtll it asks them TO yield up their
i'll gotten gains;
So soon there came back for answer to Irelands
most riehtiul appeal
The tramp of .ncing bAttalons-the enacng flash
of their steel.
Then dar grew the er Ireland with VS.
of death and of doom,
Grim spectrss of Famine and Plague issued noiselessy
forth from the gloomi
The air became heavy with wang, the land made
rugS.s 18th graves,
And crowds in black fever ships sailing went doXNl
in the d. pits of the waves; ~
While they who held rule DER the people, aid might
have been friends If they would,
Stay ed not the wild of but IT, and
said it was good.
Twas then that crisis of horror when honest mems
hearts fee,
Bren took for his country, obs yng his try
desirei
Though forts the hillsides though hers
ships on the seas,
Yet. calling her brave around him. he gave her
green dag to the breeze,
Resolved that if ireland should die in the gloom that
bal. tul eclipse,
She shoud fall with the sword In her hand and with
freedoms her lips.
IrshmeD knowing the story the current and course
of his life.
ask Jou-whoever lott courage. whoever held back
from the strife
Did lie that hour fail fGltel did snfey
resti
Or ked face any danger which he had turned
not bic breasti
Dr. stoop act that could Gully the of his land
rice,
Jr could biuc ears of the future a blush to Al
Iri,h4an'H taC''
And daring endeavor the penalty came 10
be paid,
You know, of ireland, if ever the toe found him
faint or afraid;
Eou know If he bleuched when around him they wove
the strong tolls of their law,
)r when dark The ais of his prison the shade
e,bDet be
nd, oh, well you know how tie hero stood firm a
wAve.beaten rock
quered erect and d, aut, hear his deathdoom
the dock.
81 the bI light waters Of a southern sea-
FAR from the scenes where best he loved to be
n exile. b4nished from his dear land
;oamed the rough wood paced the ard sand:
stately his form but watohful eyes could trace
The lines Of some great sorrow in his face;
Yet from his lipe came nei' her plAuts nor signs,
\ nd kIngly pride still lit his calm grey eyts.
sut LOurs there were when reen or heard by none.
from his full heart escaped the heavy moan:
)ft in the silent watches of tho night
DID times, old scenes came clear before his eight
nd, bathed softly in a blssful dream,
le again the Shannon 8 mighty stream
Watched it's br ght course for many winding mile
'ast ClonmNonOise and Scattery . holy isle
Heard on the wind, in e. ntle falls and swtlls
The Silvery chime Of Limercks distant bells;
Imbed Clares green htls, and Ri0ried in the toll
fred again the woods of Cahirmoyle ,
Heard weli.kDown voices with Pjoy fol start
,lasped wife and children TO kis loving heart ,
md then-the pain of waking doubts and fears
The vision iight-the flooding rain Of tears
inc cry for mercy one submissive plea,
Iorne his jAilOrs, would have set him tree;
but though they racked hacked him limb from limb
70 eoward's whine could e'er be wrung from him. I
Iy no weak words his past would he belle; :
ct come What may he well knew how 70 die. I
gain in Ireland, now Whito-hairsd man,
lie tEOads ShS SOshss Whsas ArsE hts life began. =