The Washington herald., 1908-01-26
RANDALL INSPIRED By SONG
Wrote Maryland, My Maryland, "
After Reading THE Exile"
While Teaching school i'm Louisiana
Author Read of Riot i'm BaIti-
more, and Song Resulted.

Author Read of Riot in BaIti-
more, and Song Resulted.
James Ryder Randall. who wrote
| Maryland, Ny Maryland, when "A
young man. was a schOOlmaster in Louis
/ lana, but was born In Baltimore. The
editor of the New Orleans Delta. Who
| encouraged young RandaiIs efforts at
poetry. gave him "A volume of the poems
of James Clarence Mangan, and the weird
melodies and wasted life and melancholy
death OF the unfortunate Irish poet made
an indeIible impression on his mind lie
was especially struck with the rhythm of
one poem, purportiUg to bee translated
/ from the Ottoman. and entitled The
/ Karamanian Exile One day while the
melody Of "The Karamanian Exile" was
running through hls brain, Mr. Randall
/ rode to the Mississippi River. seven miles
distant. 10 get his mail Among il was a
copy of the Delta containing an account
/ OF the passage of the Massachusetts
troops through Baltimore and OF the riot
which occurred there. Agitated 10y the
| thrilling nCWs indignant al what De con-
sidered an outrage on his native city,
and anxious about relatives and friends.
/ there was no sleep for Randall that night
As he kept thinking Of these events iu
Baltimore. the stirring melody of "Tha
/ Karamauian Exile" seemed 20 run through
bis head, $50 much So that be appeared
/ possessed with its spirit and ia a moment
| the whole scheme Of his Maryland. Ny
Maryland was framed iu his brain He
sat down AT his desk ana lE less than an
4 hour the poem was completed Next day
/ ne read il to his scholars. the most of
whom were Cre0les. and it fred them 10
such a degree OF enthusiasm that De de-
cIdeG 10 send IT TO the Delta for pubIica-
I tion. Its success was electrical, says the
/ Kansas City Star
Louise lmogen Quincy. who edited some
! years ago an American edition Of the
poems OF Mangan, gave these interesting
facts In the notes 10 The Karamauian
Exile taking them from Derby's Fifty
Years Among Auth0rS. Books. and Pub
fishers She adds that the edition Of
Mangan's works which Mr.. Brennan gave
to Mr.. Randall had just bsen published
and that up 10 that time The Kara
manian Exile" could have been found
only Iu manuscript or in the columns of
"a Dublin newspaper
James Clarence Mangan. born in Dub
lin. 1SG. died 1919. poet. journalist. con-
ributor to the nation; held a post In
Trinity College Library. His friend Jo-
seph Brennan, came TO America and was
editor Of the New Orleans Delta md
afterward Of the Times.
THE KARAMANIAN EXILE
see thee ever IL my dreams.
karaman
Thy hundred hills. thy thousand streams.
karamaH. kaTaman,
As when thy Eold-trght morning CLEANS
As when the deepening susct seams
With lines Of light thy hills and streams.
Karamaui
on all my dreams my bomesick dreams.
KaTaman o kaHmau.
The hot bright plains the Sun. the skies.
kamman!
Seem death-black marble to mine eyes.
kaamau. . karamaB.
7 turn from summers blooms and dyes.
Yet IN my dreams thou dost arise
In welcome glory TO mine eyes.
Karsman!
In thee my life Of life yet lies.
Ksraman'
Thou still art holy in mine eyes.
Karaman. Karaman!
Ere my fighting years were c1ms
karamani
TrooIs We found in Erzerome,
Kamman, . kar8manl
Thy fercest came from ETzerume
They came from UkhbaT's palace dome
They dragged ne forth from thee my home,
kaTamanl
In life and death, my sipirt's home
Karsmsn, o Karaman!
o none Of all ny sisters ten.
Karemsnl
Loved like me my fellow men,
Kayaman, o Kanman!
! as mild milk till then;
Now ms breast Is as a den,
Ksraman,
Foul With blood and bones Of men,
keramanI
With blood and homes Ct slaughtered men,
Karaman, o karsmanl
My boyhood feelings newly born.
Karaman!
Witherei like young flowers uptorn,
Karaman, Q Karaman!
And IN their stead srTang weed and thorn;
What once ] loved now moves my scorn;
Ny burning eyes are dried to horn.
karaman!
hate the blessed light Of morn.
Karamanl
It raddens one, the face Of morn,
Ka1man. 0 KaTaman!
The Spahi wears a tyrants chains,
Karamanl
But bondage worse than this remains
KaTaman. o Karaman!
His heart Is black with millions stains;
Thereon, as on Kiafs blasted plains
Shall never more fan dews and rains
Karamaui
Save poison-deWs ard bloody rains
karamanl
Hell's puisOndews and bloody rains.
Karaman, o Karaman!
But life At worst must end ere long,
KaTaInan,
Azrael ayengeth every wrong,
Ksraman, q Karamsni
OF late my thoughts rove more among
Thy fields oershadowing fsncies throng
My, mind. and texts Of bOdeful song.
kaTamau.
Azrael is terrible and strong,
karaman!
His lightning sword smites all ere long.
KaraHRn. 0 Karaman!
There's care tonight IN Ukhbar's halls.
kammani
There's hope, too, for his trodden thraIls,
Karaman 0 Karaman!
What lights fash red along yon walls2
Hark! Harkl the musteT-trlmpet calls!
see the sheen Of spears and shaWls.
karaman!
The foe the foe they scale the walls.
Karamanl
Tonight almad or Ukbtar falls.
KaTaman, Karaman!
flames Clarence MauEan.