The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1886-06-18
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What sound IA this upon the Wind anrighh the
Ia 1t he Roa q ocean storm, allIug the world
with ieRFH
Is 1t the dlstRat thuuderIrosF- the cAtSactSGWtul
CALI
Or the rumble q the earthquake, a. nAEs and
Is 1t thegroIn Of ilr.OT land that Famine stalks
While Plenty, rosy, plump and gay, laughs
Aye, Sye, toe Voice Is human that ries on the
gale
The ugOq, Aug cry we hear is a starving peoples
serenely oa the ocean sits an island, In the sheen
OF silver skies aud purple nils aud pSsturEs ever
EEeen;
The corn 4 waving RlAdIomely; her white ilOoks
bleat Ia glee;
Her tAwny herds shake AllEen sides on valley,
glen AID lea;
Fish iFOllc In her riyers, birds carol In tho trees;
While fails CLEAN In The haEboF, ships Ihrong her
busy quAyBi
Not thence that awful moan came i~orthH-agRIn II
GWells on high:
In IFelAud's brad And meat ~Snough-uot ksrs u
famine cTyY
o, miracle Of Miracles o, wOndrouI cause Of won.
derl
Proclaim the story to mankind with trumpet Of
the thundGrI
A fertile, generous, Joyous land forbid TO feed Is
people
BY laws enTCted meath the shade Of conseCrated
stceplel
Starvation mNds by statute, Famine a legal code,
FOR AuglsGS q = government with Rn Establish
Look not into their genial soil for hunger'S helpless
cause:
The IRISH people famsh-to obey their English
They pl v aud plant, they SOW and reap, they spin
and weave all day;
The EnglIsh fleet is At the whAIyes to bear 1t all
away.
Their fathers land the allen Owusi the landlords
" III lr labor;
Their mortgaged lives have been ioreClosed to giut
their English ne!ghhOEl
Behold the lovely vista within yon Irish dale
The AmiIIIlug morn Is bluAhInE behind her hazy
The bEo9lElGt patles DER the Bward; tho lInucts
Are answered from the foliage by countless tuneful
thIOatS;
The zeghyn lease the IasSels oil tho drowsy, nod,
That soon Will rudciy wakcn and be tossed into
the vain;
Now DER the 3 ~agteOuS Landscape the SINS broad
rays are broke
And from th9 cottage chImneys aScends the CHEEKY
smoke,
The morning mist has disappeared, tho vision
grows btlll ClcareT:-
What teTTOr'Atr'ckpn band Is that whose feet arc
hurrying neATerP
God Q Justice, God Of mercy, they arc weeping,
they are IhTlekIng,
There Is irenzY on their faces; aud Home with
The bRilllr horde behiRd them In savage fury
comes,
For the smoke we mw ascending was the burning
OF their hOmes!
% this Is Irih iAmIne-apd this Is English lawl
Aud this the SaddeSt sight on earth that sorrow
ever saw.
Sature's heart is touched with pity, NStuiO's eyes
with tears are filled,
While the people die OF hunger In the fields that
they have lilies,
From the 4, pastures " low the cattle "FOr the stranger
HoAuS the wind into the harvest, "iOr the stranger
you must thfesh /"
And theshIcg bIeAt sadly seward from green Gran.
The stranger, wears our wo1l and the strangeTeaLs
our iOCkS;''
And The horses paw in fury, as they neigh from Out
The InAugGr,
"oh, we would fight for Ireland! but our backs
are Tor the ALtRngcrl'
In this band Of hOmeltsSoutCaSts lImps a cripple,
Tell OF service IN q sold 'er, perhaps IN foreign wars,
An arm Is gonei he tot eFd; In youth his hair Ii
Is 1t hunger makes you trcrnSlO who shranE not In
The coat hS wears is tattorod; tho color yesl It's
blUGl
We're You SvOrIn America pale friend, oh tell me
The asntn lips grow warmer, the eyes become less
wan
"Ay, Wa \ proudly answers hei 81 fought with
EeiorG INC war was over, here my aged father
The only daughter, fair aud young, lies burIsd at
The dear % mother fingered still; to shelter her
| came RCroSs The water aud worked the little
Twas taken from US yesterday"-"And shoT-"she
OF humOr, huHgorl Oh, Great God, that son
should ice such sight
In bait Q | ne'tr trem6led-In tho whlrr Of sho:
ru'h,d VIII demon recElOssness within the
To-day shake with palsy, unnamed by huuger's
feel sOoSt my breaking heart a Shiny creatures
Aud all AZ gone who loved me-the last one of
Patrick drove tho serpent, out to let English rep.
Tell my comrades in America who wore the loyal
blue,
That Ireland was the StAunches! Of all tho friend,
they knew;
Her he.r! was their, b strength was theirs; were
we not proud 10 fight
To make, liberty and manhood the same for black
and whittier
gave ny, arm 70 strike the chain from on your
black slaves hand:
And now 1 Ole Of hunger, white slave, In my native
landi"
LOi ueIeh. mOtneT HutIleb' III uet ucsnIetA arms D
Her Limbs begin to fall her, her face is gray and
wild;
Full forty, miles she walked to-day, to reach a
pOOr'hOuSe door.
And keep the feeble, fIckerlng beam In eyes-that
Dead the babe uron her boSomI oh, mothers
mighty SORROW,
BewRil IN vain go r Journeys length; bewAil your
dreadfnl mOrrGwi
PhllGnLhroplst aud missioner lives on st. Georges
channel;
tropics, flannel;
PnyS Eo1ly prayers for foreign sin before her legal
The while her hands twist at her back for lrelAud'S
neck the halter;
In foreign lands protects the weak, with treaties or
with cannon,
And III uss The dGggerin the heart Of her sister on
tho Shannon.
Come, Nations Of both continents, behold q Land
Of GmyeSl
Come, kutBlA, with Siberia; France, bring your
galley slaves;
Come lee! Ing Turk, with dripping knife, refreshed
In Christian gure!-
saShi.bazouk, hold up your hcadl Do 80 ashamed
oh, empires u the gentle world, behold this Chris.
tlan Nation
That mdteJ her subjects p%aupers:-And grants
them hen-Si1rtdtIOnI