Református ujság - Fraternity-Testvériség, 1940 (18. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1940-11-01 / 11. szám
14 TESTVÉRISÉG The mystic splendor of thy fame — Thou of true heart and tireless hand — The flowery grace, fruitful of gallant deeds, Hath won the admiring love of every land. God grant to thee, etc. Columbia’s heart-worn welcome take — Take, too, repentance for the past — That when fell tyrants crushed thy father-land, No stern rebuke in Freedom’s scale was cast. God grant to thee, etc. Safely within our peace-barred gates, O’erwearied patriot, repose, Till comes the hour, the long-appointed hour, That ends down-trodden Europe’s woes. God grant to thee, etc. Then go — but for attendant take The New World’s benison of might — Her potent word — perchance her mightier sword Shall add to vindicate the right! God grant to thee, etc. But, whatsoe’er thy fate may be, Conqueror or captive — earth’s acclaim, Long as the human soul loves Liberty, Shall rend the heavens at Kossuth’s name! God grant to thee, etc. Centreville, Indiana I. H. Julian For the “National Era," Washington, D. C., December 11, 1851. * WELCOME TO KOSSUTH “Go, ring the bells, and fire the guns, And fling the starry banner out; Shout “Freedom!” till your lisping ones, Give back their cradle shout.”—Whittier. Welcome, thou noble chief! Welcome, thy perils o’er! A million freemen greet thee now, On fair Columbia’s shore. Welcome to Freedom’s land! Our stars and stripes, unfurled, Invite thee to a peaceful home, Within our Western World. Cut light the billows, thou fair ship — A precious freight is thine; Thou bearest an exiled Patriot To Freedom’s holy shrine; Thou bearest a warrior from afar, Freed from a galling chain, And withered be the arm that seeks To bind the brave again.
