The Irish standard., 1920-04-10
Americas Debt to
the Emerald Isle.

though shattered by the gale, q thou
sand, aye hundred thousand times
did the poor Irishman take of his hat
and cry from his heart, God save
great Washington. and the cause OF
America And this, Americans, in
the very Lions Jaws.
And with such revelations as
these, can you, will you, dare you,
Americans. talk of interference and
withhold your voice from a general
acclaim, which would thunder in this
land till its echoes reach the Emerald
Isle, in a prayer for her deliverance?
II there is an American who does
not feel for the wrongs of that coun.
try which so nobly contributed to the
establishment of our rights, pro
nounce him recreant to the feelings OF
virtue, honor and gratitude. And my
country's self, If she decline to give
only her poor opinions of the mis-.
cries of those who gave their toll and
blood that she might be great, free
and happy, when misfortunes next
assail her, may she not find the friend
she once found in Ireland.
This token will convey our greet.
ings to Erin's distant sons, and when
it arrives there, they will exclaim,
There is yet people who remember
poor Ireland and who, rejoicing in
their own rights, can feel for the
wrongs Of Others Let our scroll be
inscribed: From the Land of Liberty
to the Land of Montgomery.
ireland Must Not Lose Hope.
But let not Ireland despair. There
is tide which, taken at the food,
leads on to glory in the affairs of
nations like that of men. The spring
source arises in our happy empire, but
see, its mighty current already flows
to the peaks of the Andes, and, like
the blessed Nile. fertilizes and renders
plenteous all the regions within its
reach. 'Tis the sacred, though rest
less, stream of Liberty.
"The tree Of Liberty grows no.
where in day. Though the soil be
genial, the roots must long be mois.
tened with the blood of heroes, and of
patriots, ere it rise to grandeur, and
shade and shelter the land.
HAS Ireland no qualities to fit her
for better fate? Go to the Senate and
the Bar; go where you will, you will
know her genius by the lustre it sheds
around tor will you rather to the
fields of fame? When did Albion en-
twine victor's laurel, that Erin did
not contribute full many leaf, from
the Plains of Abraham to the Plains of
Waterloo, from Wolfe to Wellington?
And now that England will erect a
trophy for the greatest of her tri-
umphs, let it not be of unmeaning iron,
let her search we'll that memorable
field, and she will find enough of Irish
mems bones to raise a cenotaph as
high as Pompey's pillar.
Permit me to conclude with the in.
vocation to ireland, as uttered by the
child Of Mt. Vernon on the day Of In.
dependence, and under the venerable
Pretorium of the Revolution:
"'Health and success to the Emer.
aid Isle my country's friend in my
country's utmost need. May she soon
be relieved from the Lions grasp, for
the Lion Is of a kind that fondles ere
1t kills, whose Establishments lure but
to destroy, while the Eagle suffers the
smallest bird to wing it's wonted way
and to warble his hymns of praise, in
the pure melody of nature, the song Of
soul. And when Ireland shall strike
her harp to the wild notes Of Erin and
Liberty, the ocean breeze will bear tt
her shores the prayers of Americans
to cheer her in her glorious struggle
and hail her regenerate in the right.
Of mankind.
"'Ireland, friend of my country IL
my country's most friendless days
much injured, much enduring land, &C
cept this poor tribute from one VIII
esteems thy worth, and mourns tn
desolation. May the God Of Heave1
in His Justice and mercy, grant the
more prosperous fortunes, and, in HI
own good time, cause the sun of Free
dom to shed its benign radiance o
the Emerald Isle.
"'Erin and Liberty, Erin 8
bragh.'"
The Force Of custls' Words Toda.
These are noble and kindly word
well worthy Of the man who uttere
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