Oh! come with us, and come with them, the sister and the brother, Who, prattling, climb thine aged knees, and call thy daughter mother. 2. "Oh! come and leave this land of death-this isle of desolation- 3. ""Tis true o'er all the sun-brown fields the husky wheat is bending; 'Tis true God's blessed hand at last a better time is sending; 'Tis true the island's aged face looks happier and younger, But in the best of days we've known the sickness and the hunger. 4. "When health breathed out in every breeze, too oft we've known the fever, Too oft, my mother, have we felt the hand of the bereaver; Too well remember many a time the mournful task that brought him, When freshness fanned the summer air, and cooled the glow of autumn. 5. "But then the trial, though severe, still testified our patience, We bowed with mingled hope and fear to God's wise dispensations; ' 6. 2 "But now through all the black expanse no hopeful morning breakèth, No bird of promise in our hearts the gladsome song awaketh; No far off gleams of good light up the hills of expectation— 7. 3 "So, mother, turn thine aged feet, and let our children lead 'em Down to the ship that wafts us soon to plenty and to freedom; Forgetting nought of all the past, yet all the past forgiving; Come, let us leave the dying land, and fly unto the living. 66 8. They tell us, they who read and think of Ireland's ancient story, How once its emerald flag flung out a sunburst's fleeting glory; Ma līgn, unfavorable; tending to injure. 2 Dís pěn sa' tion, the act of dealing out; the distribution of good and ill to man by God. 3 Pre cede', to go before. 4 An ni'hi la'tion, the act of reducing to nothing. Oh! if that sun will pierce no more the dark clouds that efface it, 9. "So come, my mother, come away, across the sea-green water; 10. "Ah! go, my children, go away-obey this inspiration; Go, with the mantling hopes of health and youthful expectation; 11. "But though I feel how sharp the pang from thee and thine to sever, 12. "A thousand fibres still have life, although the trunk is dying— bosom. 13. "Others are twined around the stōne, where ivy blossoms smother The crumbling lines that trace thy name, my father and my mother; God's blessing be upon their souls-God grant, my old heart prāyeth, Their names be written in the Book whose writing ne'er decayeth. 14. "Alas! my prayers would never warm within those great cold buildings, Those grand cathedral churches, with their marbles and their gildings; Far fitter than the proudest dome that would hang in splendor o'er me, Is the simple chapel's whitewashed wall where my people knelt be fore me. 15. "No doubt it is a glorious land to which you now are going, Like that which God bestowed of old, with milk and honey flowing; But where are the blessèd saints of God, whose lives of His law re 1 3 mind me, Like Patrick, Brigid, and Columbkille, in the land I'd leave behind me? 16. "So leave me here, my children, with my old ways and old notions 17. "There's not a week but I can hear how you prosper better and better, For the mighty fire-ships o'er the sea will bring the expected letter; And if I need aught for my simple wants, my food or my winter firing, You'll gladly spare from your growing stōre a little for my requiring. 18. "Remember with a pitying love the hapless land that bore you; At every festal season be its gentle form before you; When the Christmas candle is lighted, and the holly and ivy glisten, Let your eye look back for a vanished face-for a voice that is silent, listen! 19. "So go, my children, go away—obey this inspiration; Go, with the mantling hopes of health and youthful expectation; D. F. MACCARTHY. IV. 88. OUR COUNTRY AND OUR HOME. `HERE is a land, of every land the pride, TH 4 Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside 1 St. Patrick, apostle of Ireland, born, according to the most probable accounts, near Boulogne, France, in 372; died in 464. His feast is celebrated on March 17. ; in Ulster Co., Ireland, early in the sixth century. Her feast falls on Feb. 1. 3 St. Columb kille', born in Leinster, Ireland ; died in 548. His feast falls on Dec. 12. * Em păr'a dise, make beautiful The wandering mariner whose eye explores Here woman reigns; the mother, daughter, wife, "Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found?" MONTGOMERY. SECTION XXIV. I. 89. RELIGIOUS LIBERTY IN MARYLAND. B EFORE the patent could be finally adjusted and påss the great seal, Sir George Calvert died, leaving a name against which the breath of calumny has hardly whispered a reproach. His son, Cecil Calvert, succeeded to his honors and fortunes. For him, the heir of his father's intentions not less than of his father's fortunes, the charter of Maryland was published and confirmed; and he obtained the high distinction of successfully performing what the colonial companies had hardly been able to achieve. At a vast expense he planted a colony, which for several generations descended as a patrimony to his heirs. 2. Lord Baltimore, who, for some unknown reason, abandoned his purpose of conducting the emigrants in person, appointed his brother to act as lieutenant; and on Friday, the twenty. second of November (1633), with a small but favoring gale, Leonard Calvert and about two hundred people, most of them Roman Catholic gentlemen and their servants, in the Ark and the Dove, a ship of large burden, and a pin'nace, set sail for the northern bank of the Potō'mac. Having staid by the way in Barba'doeş and St. Christopher, it was not till February of the following year that they arrived at Point Comfort, in Virginia. 3. Leaving Point Comfort, Calvert sailed into the Potomac, and with the pinnace ascended the stream. A cross was planted on an island, and the country claimed for Christ and for England. At about forty-seven leagues above the mouth of the river he found the village of Piscăt'aqua, an Indian settlement nearly opposite Mount Vernon. The chieftain of the tribe. would neither bid him go nor stay; "he might use his own discretion." It did not seem safe for the English to plant the first settlement so high up the river. 4. Calvert descended the stream, examining in his barge the creeks and estuaries1 nearer the Chesapeake he entered the river which is now called St. Mary's, and which he named St. George's; and, about four leagues from its junction with the Potomac, he anchored at the Indian towr of Yo-a-com'-a-co. The native inhabitants, having suffered from the superior power of the Susquehan'nahs, who occupied the district between the bays, had already resolved to remove to places of more security in the interior; and many of them had begun to migrate before the English arrived. 5. To Calvert the spot seemed convenient for a plantation; it was easy, by presents of cloth and axes, of hoes and knives, to gain the good-will of the natives, and to purchase their rights to the soil which they were preparing to abandon. They readily gave consent that the English should immediately occupy one-hälf of their town, and after the harvest should become the exclusive tenants of the whole. Mutual promises of friendship and peace were made; so that, upon the twentyseventh day of March, the Catholics took quiet possession of the place; and religious liberty obtained a home, its only home 1 Est'ū a ry, a narrow passage, as the mouth of a river or lake, where the tide meets the current. |