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The great hearts of your olden time

Are beating with you, full and strong ; All holy memories and sublime

And glorious round ye throng. The bluff, bold men of Runnymead

Are with ye sull in limes like these;
The shades of England's mighty dead,

Your cloud of witnesses !
The truths ye urge are borne abroad

By every wind and every tide;
The voice of Nature and of God

Speaks out upon your side. The weapons which your hands have found

Are those which Heaven itself has wrought, Light, Truth, and Love ;-your battle-ground

The free, broad field of Thought. No partial, selfish purpose breaks

The simple beauty of your plan,
Nor lie from throne or altar shakes

Your steady faith in man.
The languid pulse of England starts

And bounds beneath your words of power ; The beating of her million hearts

Is with you at this hour !
And Thou who, with undoubting eye,

Through present cloud and gathering storm Canst see the span of Freedom's sky

And sunshine soft and warm,-
Oh, pure Reformer !--not in vain

Thy generous trust in human kind;
The good which bloodshed could not gain,

Thy peaceful zeal shall find.
Press on the triumph shall be won

Of common rights and equal laws,
The glorious dream of Harrington,

And Sidney's Good Old Cause. Blessing the Cotter and the Crown,

Sweetening worn Labor's bitter cup;
And, plucking not the highest down,

Listing the lowest up,
Press on Sand we who may not share

The toil or glory of your fight,
May ask, at least, in earnest prayer,

God's blessing on the Right !

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BY THE AUTHOR OF “ THE BROTHERS," “ CROMWELL," "RINGWOOD THE ROVER," &C.

Far off in the extreme west of Ireland, western gales. Here and there, it is there may be seen to this day, on the true, on the eastern brow of some summit of a huge weather-beaten craggy hill, a few short ragged firs, rock which overlooks the vasty billows gnarled and distorted and staghorned, of the wild Atlantic; the ruins of a grown grey with age ere they had huge baronial castle. Nothing can reached a fourth part of their natural possibly be conceived more grand, or stature, mixed with dwarf junipers and at the same time more desolate and patches of low furze, broke the monotoawful, than the site of those stern pin- nous expanse of waving fern and heath; nacles and battlements, frowning above while yet more rarely, in some secluded the barren waste of waters,—the bare gorge, sheltered by over-topping moors, and herbless granite of the cliffs, the and watered by a mountain torrent, a very base of which was lashed, at all scattered growth of birch and elders, times and tides, by the incessant surf with now and then a mountain ash that rolled in, all anbroken and un or aspen, offered a grateful covert to checked, with the full sweep of thrice the shy woodcock, when October a thousand miles, from the shores of brought him from his Norwegian fastthe western world—the huge black nesses to haunts less rigorous and reefs and isolated boulders showing frozen. their inaccessible bald heads, perpetu To this bleak pieture there was, ally moist and dripping, amid the however, one exception-a deep and yeast of waves—the total absence of varrow valley, scarce more indeed all vegetation, even the stunted ling and than a ravine, which lay close to the hardy lichens refusing to exist in a landward of the castle rock, and isolated spot su exposed to the ungenial blasts it, save at one narrow point, from the that howled so bleak and cutting over mainland. Through this sequestered the restless ocean—the dissonant and glen, completely shut off as it was, piercing clangor of the sea-fowl which and embayed from every wind of had their roosts and nesting places by heaven, a elear bright trout stream myriads in the crevices and caverns of came dancing down, ever with merry the castle rock-the very loneliness of music, over its pebbly bed, to add its those unfrequented waters across which mite of tribute to the vast treasury of rarely-almost never-were seen to ocean, sweeping from side to side of glide the sails of merchantman or the dell in eccentric curves, and leaving cruiser, save when the irresistible rage in each bend and angle of its course, of the shrieking storm swept them, plats of the greenest turf that ever imploring aid all fruitlessly by minute wooed the feet of the wild elves and guns, unheard amid the thunder of the fays that so abound in the romantic waves, to certain and inevitable ship creed of Erin. Here, under the shawreck—all was most solitary, stern, dow of the tall grey rock, grew many and savage, but in its very solitude and a tall and stately timber tree,-ash, sternness how wondrous, how sub- sycamore, elm, and linden; yet so limely beautiful! For miles around deep was the gorge, and so narrow, the castle stretched bleak and treeless that, except when you stood on the hills, covered with ragged heather, and castle platform looking directly down fern, and stunted grasses, alternating into the cleft at your feet, the eye with level tracts of treacherous black pased over it unnoticed, its rich fresh bog and green morasses; but nothing verdure adding nothing to the bleak that deserved the name of tree took desert in the midst of which it formed root in that cold soil, or sheltered those one green oasis. Still higher up this wide wastes from the sweep of the valley-which, as you ascended it from

its mouth to the southward of the Paynim hands the tomb of the Recastle, after almost encircling the crag, deemer,—the other, a fair lady in robe and approaching so near to the sea that of dignity, and coif, and wimple, with it was only hindered there from falling her hands joined in prayer upon her into it by the neck of cliffs three hun- bosom. The lid of the other tomb dred feet in height joining the promon- displayed, in the sculpture of an age tory to the main, turned almost at right somewhat older and semi-barbarous, angles to the eastward—you came to a the figure of a mitred abbot with thick grove of yew trees, immense in scapulary, beads and crosier, and an the spread of their black tufted branches, inscription, which had been renewed and of an age, as it was said, coeval by some pious hand from age to age, with the foundation of the Castle-on-the and might be still decyphered—“Gal. Crag. These singular and gloomy fridus Desmond, abbas mitratus, cæsus trees surrounded with their wall of a Danis, 1143." At a short distance ever-during shade a small space nearly from these relics of remote antiquity, semicircular, which had been used under the shadow of one, the noblest, from time immemorial as a place of of the yew trees, were two large newsepulture for the inhabitants of the made graves, not yet adorned by any castle, so long as such there were, and tomb or headstone, but surrounded by afterward for the sparse population of a rude railing of unbarked saplings; that wild barony: At the extremity, of while opposite to these, on the other this little amphitheatre, above which side of the cemetery, were eight or ten the glen degenerates into a mere carved monuments, of different ages ravine not above ten feet wide, there and various sculptured forms, all bearstands a little chapel, with its stone ing the high name of Desmond. cross above the ivy-maniled belfry, and It was about two months after its sacred well, covered by a wrought the fatal battle of the Boyne had arch of gothic stone-work at the right ended the last hopes of the worst and hand of its low portal. This little weakest of the Siuarts, and rendered place of worship was, at the time of hundreds of the most noble gentlemen which we write, when the proud castle of Ireland houseless and nameless fuwas already mouldering in slow decay, gitives, when on a dark and lowering kept in repair and clean and perfect; night two persons might have been and, though its doors stood ever open, seen, had there been any there to the candles were never wanting at the watch them, making their way up the shrine, nor holy water in the font be. glen I have described, toward the side the entrance, nor flowers before lonely chapel. One of these was an the picture of the Virgin. The graves elderly man, with hair almost entirely in the wild burial ground without white, but hale and vigorous still, were few and humble, consisting for dressed in a suit of plain black clothes the most part of the long low green with silk stockings and large buckles mounds, upmarked by any headstone, in his low-heeled shoes. He wore no which indicate the last homes of the sword, although that was a period poor and nameless. To this, however, when every personage who had the there were a few exceptions; for close smallest claim to rank or gentle blood beneath the eaves of the chapel stood would as soon have been seen abroad four or five tall headstones, all over- without his hat, as without that appendgrown with moss and lichens, but still age so necessary to a gentleman. This, displaying the remains of much rich and and the plain cravat of snow-white elaborate carving, and hard by these cambric, with something grave and two large square monuments, the precise in the cut of his garments, and larger of which bore upon its cover yet more something singularly veneratwo full length effigies-one of an ble and benignant in the expression of armed knight, with his mail hood on his features and the whole air and carhis head, and his heater-shaped shield riage of his person, would have gone slung about his neck, and his hands far to lead to the opinion that he was folded on the pommel of his crossletted a member of the clerical profession, sword, and his legs, clad in mail hose even had the first words of his compaand spurs of knighthood, crossed one nion not set the matter beyond doubt. above the other to denote how he had The other was a stronger, taller manwarred in Palestine to win from though still in the earliest prime of

youthful manhood, not altogether ha- deep, and it came forth from his lips with bited as a soldier of that day, for that a cold impassive flow, as if he had was still the day of corslet and cui- endured so much of evil that he had rass glittering with burnished steel; become hardened to it, and not only but still with enough in his garb to hardened, but reckless, and beyond the denote one to whom military service fear of being wounded by anything was nothing foreign or unknown, external that could in possibility befall although it might not be perhaps his him; and yet it was as musical a regular profession. He wore the col- voice as ever was accompanied by harp larless broad-skirted coat of the period, or cittern, and it was not long since of a deep mazarine blue color, splen- that it had resounded first and gayest didly, laced with gold; the sleeves, in every scene of minstrelsy and mirth, which terminated midway between the that its rich ringing laugh had been elbow and the wrist, were decorated remarkable in the midst of a thousand. by a fall of Mechlin lace nearly a foot The first words which he uttered, after in breadth, as well as the ends of his a long and gloomy silence, were on the cravat and all the bosom of his shirt. subject that was uppermost in his His shoulders were adorned, in place thoughts: of the modern epaulet, by knots of “Šad, father, sad indeed, are all crimson ribbon; and a silken scarf of these tidings you have given me-most the same tint crossed his right breast, terrible and sad-when the best news and supported his long basket-hilted of all is banishment and confiscation ; rapier. His breeches were of white and thence, through all the catalogue doeskin, but a small part of these alone of ills, to fire-raising, death and desolawas visible, for his high horseman's tion. Nothing indeed but honor left to boots, polished until they shone as us. My father, slain on his own hearthbright as metal, extended to his mid stone by these curst heretic marauders thigh; and with the addition of a low my mother, dead of a broken heart so broad-brimmed hat, the crown sur- quickly-brothers and sister fled I rounded by a band of white feathers, know not whither, never perhaps to completed the attire of a cavalier of meet me any more-myself a branded 1688.

outlaw, whom, like the grey wolf on This gallantly dressed person was, the hill, any man may kill for his skin, as I have already observed, young, with a price on my head; but, blessed vigorously built, and of a stature be the saints for all things, with no which, though decidedly above the blot on my name! Is not this, father, middle height of men, was of such per- enough to make a bolder and a better fect symmetry that it was not till you man than I despair, even of help from compared him with others, that you heaven ?" discovered how large and muscular “No, my son, no! God of his grace were all his limbs, and how much forbid !” replied the priest, for such inthey promised both of strength and deed he was. “ Heaven tries us oft activity. His features were, moreover, for our improvement, and punishes us uncommonly well cut and handsome, som imes-not men alone, nor even with a bright clear blue eye, and a pro- kings, but realms and nations—for fusion of rich chestnut-colored hair sins against its majesty ; and of all falling in heavy curls over his neck and these, there is none greater than lack shoulders. His carriage was erect, of faith in Him in the breath of though easy and full of natural grace, whose nostrils is the life of all humanbut there was something in his gait ity, the fate of the universe in the and bearing that told a tale of heavy hollow of whose hand! No, no, my grief weighing upon the heart with its son, despair not! when he hath chasstern icy burthen; and a dark cloud of tened enough his people, and they have cheerless gloom was spread over his bowed them in submission to his judge fine lineaments, like a broad shadow ments, he will repent him of his indigblotting out the gleamy lights, and flat- nation, and turn his face away from us tening all the salient points of a sunny no longer. Despair is but rebellion landscape. His voice, too, as he ad- against Him whose mercy is for ever dressed his aged friend, was full of and for ever, and the abundance of something more than melancholy, for whose grace cannot be meted by the it was hollow and almost unnaturally measurement of man. Remember that

it is whom he loveth that he chasten- indeed, as well nigh to overpower eth the sorest; bow, therefore, to his all its native buoyancy. It was rod in meekness and humility, and be especially the hope of learning somesure that although thou sinnest against thing from you concerning those behim even to seventy times seven, he loved ones, that brought me hither, will not crush thee utterly, nor make through dangers quite innumerable, thy burthen heavier than thou mayst coupled to the desire of looking once bear and live. Was it not his anoinied more on the graves of those who gave king that said, I have been young, me birih, before I quit the land of my and now am old; yet have I not seen nativity for ever. Since sure I am, that the righteous forsaken, nor his seed I indeed depart, never to look again begging their bread ?' Arm thyself, upon these old familiar places; never then, my son, with the shield of long- to hear the deep roar of the lashing suffering and faith, and bless the hand surf on these black rocks—a stern and that smites thee; for what art thou, fearful note to others, but dear to me that the Most Highest should hold as the sweet lullaby that soothed my back his right hand from judgment for infancy to slumber." thy sake, that endurest at the best but Nay! nay! why cling to so sad for a day? or what have been thy sor- fancies ?" the old man made reply. rows and thy sufferings to His, who “I doubt not but good times will yet died on that accursed tree, that thou return to this distracted island, when among the rest should live and not

our king shall enjoy his own again, and die ?"

the usurper be driven forth from the “Aye, father," answered the young land which soon must sicken of his man, * but I have heard that even He, cold foreign yoke, and dull, relentless with reverence be it spoken, prayed on policy--when our church shall collect the Mount of Olives, that that cup its scattered sons, even as a hen gathmight be removed from him."

ereth its little ones under its guardian “True; but he added to his prayer,” wings--when all this tyranny, to returned the priest, crossing himself as which it seemeth good to the Most he spoke, “Nevertheless not my will, High now for our transgressions to but ihine, be done;' and so mayst thou subject us, shall pass away for ever, pray, too, my son; and if He listeth, and liberty, and peace, and true religion, he will remove it from you. Never- light up their blessed beacons through theless, if it seem not good unto Him a regenerated land, 10 guide a happy so to deal with you, forget not that people to their enfranchised homes!" even from that Holy One the cup was “Amen!" said the young soldier, not removed; and that the will, which very solemnly, “Amen! and may it was done, was the will of the Father be so very shortly--but mark me, that is in heaven. But thou mayst father, when that time come, if it shall pray, my son-0! I would have thee come indeed, it will find me at rest and to pray always; and I too will pray in a foreign grave." These," and he

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pray for you, and it may pointed, as he spoke, to the newly be the glorious saints join in our made graves of his parents, into sight petition ; so be of good cheer, my dear of which he had just come_" these son, and above all, despair not." are the last sepulchres that shall be

“Well, father,"answered the young dug through the green sod of Erin, for man, “despair is not the fault either any of the race of Desmond. We of our countrymen in general, or of my who have now survived this ruin, may race in particular; nor do I think my- flourish or may wither-may rise in self more subject to despondency than fortunes till we mate with the highest, others. Were I alone in the world or may sink to be humbler than the with my good sword, and the Duke of humblest; but flourishing or fading we Berwick's commendation to the Great shall live on a foreign soil, and high or King of France, I should fear nothing lowly in estate, when dead, we shall but that I could hew myself a path lie in foreign graves. It was foretold through the world with the best of in Padua, lo my great-grandsire, that them; but I confess that the uncer- the third generation after him should tainty what fate may befall my bro- be the last whose bones should be thers and my sister, weighs heavily collected to the graves of their foreindeed upon my spirit-so much fathers should be the last o'er whose

with you,

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