And true hearts perish in the time We bitterliest need 'em. But never sit we down and say There is nothing left but sorrow; We walk the wilderness to-day, The Promised Land to-morrow. Our birds of song are silent now,- And Freedom's Spring is coming! Through all the long, dark night of years, The people's cry ascendeth, And earth is wet with blood and tears: But our meek sufferance endeth! The few shall not forever sway, The many wail in sorrow! The powers of hell are strong to-day, Though hearts brood o'er the past, our eye With smiling Futures glisten! For lo! our day bursts up the skies: Lean out your souls, and listen! And ripens with her sorrow: Keep heart! who bear the cross to-day, O Youth, flame-earnest, still aspire To many a heaven of desire Our yearning opes a portal! And though age wearies by the way, Build up heroic lives, and all Be like a sheathen sabre, O chivalry of labor; Triumph and Toil are twins; and aye, XCIV. THE GROVES OF BLARNEY. R. A. MILLIKIN, The groves of Blarney they look so charming, 'Tis there the daisy, and the sweet carnation, All flowers that scent the sweet, open air. 'Tis Lady Jeffers owns this plantation, For regulation can with her compare. There's gravel walks there for speculation, As to walk all alone in those shady bowers, 'Tis there the courtier he may transport her In some dark fort, or under the ground. For 't is there's the cave where no daylight enters, But bats and badgers are forever bred; Being mossed by natur', that makes it sweeter Than a coach and six or a feather bed. Besides the leeches, and the groves of beeches, 'Tis there's the kitchen hangs many a flitch in, All blood relations to my Lord Donoughmore. There's statues gracing this noble place in, Bold Neptune, Plutarch, and Nicodemus, So now to finish this brave narration, But were I Homer, or Nebuchadnezzar, 'Tis in every feature I would make it shine. XCV. OUR SYSTEM OF PUBLIC INSTRUCTION SHOULD DISTINCTIVELY INCULCATE A LOVE OF COUNTRY. NEWTON BATEMAN. The true American patriot is ever a worshipper. The starry symbol of his country's sovereignty is to him radiant with a diviner glory than that which meets his mortal vision. It epitomizes the splendid results of dreary ages of experiments and failures in human government; and, as he gazes upon its starry folds undulating responsive to the whispering winds of the upper air, it sometimes seems to his rapt spirit to recede further and further into the soft blue skies, till the heavens open, and angel hands plant it upon the battlements of Paradise. Wherever that ensign floats, on the sea or on the land, it is to him the very Shekinah of his political love and faith, luminous with the presence of that God who conducted his fathers across the sea and through the fires of the Revolution, to the Pisgah heights of civil and religious liberty. Its stars seem real; its lines of white symbol the purity of his heroic sires; those of red, their patriot blood shed in defense of the right. To defend that flag, is to him something more than a duty, it is a joy, a coveted privilege, akin to that which nerves the arm and directs the blow in defense of wife or child. To insult it, is worse than infamy; to make war upon it, more than treason. A perfect civil government is the sublimest earthly symbol of Deity—indeed, such a government is a transcript of the divine will; its spirit and principles identical with those with which He governs the universe. Its vigilance, care and protection, are ubiquitous-its strong hand is ever ready to raise the fallen, restrain the violent, and punish the aggressor. Its patient ear is bent to catch alike the complaint of the rich and strong, or the poor and weak, while unerring justice presides at the trial and settlement of every issue between man and man. Now, our government is not perfect, even in theory, and still less so in practice; but it is good and strong and glorious enough to inspire a loftier patriotism than animates the people of any other nation. What element is wanting to evoke the passionate love and admiration of an American citizen for his country? Is it ancestry? Men of purer lives, sterner principles, or braver hearts than our fathers, never crossed the sea. Is it motives? Not for war or conquest, but for civil and religious liberty, did our fathers approach these shores. Is it perils and obstacles? Wintry storms, and icy coasts, and sterile soils, prowling beasts, and savage men, and hunger, and nakedness, and disease, and death, were the greeting our fathers received. Is it patient endurance? Not till the revelations of the final day, will the dauntless fortitude of our fathers, in the midst of alling dangers and sufferings, be disclosed. Is it heroic achievent? Again and again has the haughty Lion of St. George been ought to the dust, and the titled chivalry of England overthrown y the resistless onset of the sons of liberty, led by "Mr. Washington!" Is it moral sublimity? Behold Witherspoon in the Continental Congress; Washington at Valley Forge; Clay in the Senate of 1850. Is it that we have no historical Meccas? Where shall a patriot muse and pray, if not by the shades of Vernon or Ashland at Marshfield or the Hermitage. Have we no great names to go flaming down the ages? When will Henry's, clarion voice be hushed, or Warren cease to tell men how to die for liberty when will Adams, and Franklin, and Jefferson, fade from history? Is it constitutional wisdom, excellence of laws, or incentives to individual exertion? No other land can compare with ours in these respects. Is it grandeur of scenery? God has made but one Niagara, one Missippippi, one Hudson. Is it territorial extent ? Our domain stretches from ocean to ocean, and from lake to gulf. By all these incentives let our school-boys be fired with an enthusiastic love for the dear land of their birth, the precious heritage of their fathers-let them leave the school-room for the arena of active life, feeling that next to God and their parents, their country claims and shall receive their best affections and most uncompromising devotion-let them realize that their conduct will bring honor or dishonor upon their country, as surely as upon their parents and friends- let them learn to identify themselves as citizens with the interests of the commonwealth, blushing at whatever disgraces her, exulting in all that contributes to her glory and renown - let them feel that this great country is their country, that they have a personal proprietorship in the lustre of her history, the honor of her name, the magnificence of her commerce, the valor of her fleets and armies, the inviolability of her Constitution and laws, and the magnitude and beneficence of her civil, social and religious institutions. |