the other those who administer the justice of my country. Could I do this, I would point them to these sad objects. I would entreat them by the agonies of bereaved fondness, to listen to the widow's heartfelt groans; to mark the orphan's sighs and tears and having done this, I would uncover the breathless corpse of Hamilton - I would lift from his gaping wound his bloody mantle - I would hold it up to heaven before them, and I would ask, in the name of God, I would ask, whether at the sight of it they felt no compunction. Ye who who have hearts of pity ye who have experienced the anguish of dissolving friendship - who have wept, and still weep over the mouldering ruins of departed kindred, ye can enter into this reflection. 4. O thou disconsolate widow! robbed, so cruelly robbed, and in so short a time, both of a husband and a son! what must be the plenitude of thy sufferings! Could we approach thee, gladly would we drop the tear of sympathy, and pour into thy bleeding bosom the balm of consolation. But how could we comfort her whom God hath not comforted! To his throne, let us lift up our voice and weep. O God! if thou art still the widow's husband, and the father of the fatherless if, in the fullness of thy goodness, there be yet mercies in store for miserable mortals, pity, O pity this afflicted mother, and grant that her hapless orphans may find a friend, a benefactor, a father in Thee! LESSON XL. THANATOPSIS. BRYANT. 1. To him, who, in the love of nature holds A various language; for his gayer hours, 2. 3. 4. She has a voice of gladness, and a smile, When thoughts Of the last bitter hour, comes like a blight Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, To nature's teaching, while, from all around, "Yet a few days, and thee, The all-beholding sun shall see no more, In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim To be a brother to th' insensible rock, And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain "The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mold. Shalt thou retire, alone — nor could'st thou wish 5. 6. The powerful of the earth, the wise, the good, All in one mighty sepulchre. "The hills, Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun; the vales, The venerable woods; rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadow green; and, poured round all, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, "All that tread The globe, are but a handful, to the tribes The flight of years began, have laid them down 7. "So shalt thou rest; and what, if thou shalt fall, Their mirth, and their enjoyments, and shall come, The youth, in life's green spring, and he, who goes Shall, one by one, be gathered to thy side, 8. "So live, that when thy summons comes, to join To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take 'LESSON XLI. FAREWELL TO HUNGARY. KOSSUTH. 1. THOU art fallen, truest of nations! Thou art thrust down under thine own blow! not the weapon of a foreign enemy, which has dug thy grave; not the cannon of the many nations, brought up against thee they have tottered back at thy love to thy Fatherland! not the Muscovites, who crawled over the Karpathites, have compelled thee to lay down thine arms. 0 no! sold, thou wast, dear Fatherland. Thy sentence of death, beloved Fatherland, was written by him, whose love to his In the bold country I never questioned for a single moment. flight of my thoughts, I would rather have doubted the exist ence of a good man, than I should have thought he could have become the traitor to his Fatherland. 2. And thou hast been betrayed by him, in whose hands a few days ago I laid the government of our country, sworn to defend thee with the last drop of his blood. He became a traitor to his country because the color of gold was dearer to him than that of blood, which was shed for the independence of the Fatherland. The profane metal had in his eyes more value than the Holy God of his land, who forsook him, when he entered into a covenant with the associates of the devil! 3. Magyars! my dear fellow-sons of the same country! Do not accuse me, because I was compelled to cast my eye on this man, and to vacate my place for him. I was compelled to do so, because the people confided in him, because the army loved him, and he had already attained to a position, in which he could have proved his fidelity! and yet the man abused the confidence of the nation, and in return for the love of his nation, treated them with contempt. Curse him, people of the Magyars! curse the heart which did not dry up when it attempted to nourish him with the moisture of life! 4. I love thee, Europe's truest nation! as I love the freedom for which thou fought so bravely! The God of liberty will never blot you out from His memory. Be blessed forever more! My principles were those of Washington, though my deeds were not those of William Tell! I wished for a free nation free as God only can create man—and thou art dead, because thy winter has arrived; but this will not last so long as thy fellow-sufferer, languishing under the icy sky of Siberia. No, fifteen nations have dug thy grave, the thousands of the sixteenth will arrive to save thee! 5. Be faithful as hitherto, keep to the holy sentences of the Bible, pray for thy liberation, and then chant thy national hymns |