Fraternity-Testvériség, 1941 (19. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1941-05-01 / 5. szám
12 TESTVÉRISÉG AMERICA AND THE KOSSUTH ERA — Amerika és a Kossuth^korszak — WELCOME AND FAREWELL TO KOSSUTH (On his leaving England for America) All hail to thee, Kossuth! Rings from the lips of truth — Let coward despots sleep their night of crime; For all the world we hope, In spite of King or Pope, With march heroic speeds a better time. Welcome to thee, Kossuth! The voice of age and youth, Of man and woman, child in mother’s arm, Cradled from tyrant’s frown Since Herod wore a crown, Bids thee come here, sav’d from each cruel harm. A tear and smile, Kossuth! In joy and gentle ruth, One for the past — a nation’s hopes o’erthrown; The other for the morn Of Freedom that is born, Since thy heart-eloquence her cause made known. Welcome! We bid thee hail. O’er thee the genius pale Of freedom, Aveeping, calls thy name her own; Her name, she cries is borne Falsely, and idly worn, A stale reproach amid cunning traitors grown. From boyhood’s happy dreams, What bright heroic gleams, * Ting’d with their rainbow hues thy waking soul? Did music fill thine ear, As if a God were near, And clouds of glory round thee sunlit roll? And then thy riper age, From Shakespeare’s hallowed page, Drew inspiration of our English tongue, Did no prophetic thought Tell thee of wonders wrought, Far from thy home, a stranger race among? Curs’t be the hireling band, That bid us coldly stand Aloof, nor seek thy bleeding land to save! Curs’t be the scribbling crew, To Mammon only true, Whose coward hands afar dig honour’s grave!
