spit upon your fathers' graves?
Is all the life-blood stagnant in your veins?
Love ye no music but the clank of chains?
Hear ye no voices ringing in the air,
That chant in chorus wild, _Prepare_, PREPARE!
Hark! on the winds there comes a prophet sound,--
The blood of Abel crying from the ground,--
Pealing in tones of thunder through the world,
"ARM! ARM! The Flag of Erin is unfurl'd!"
On some bold headland do I seem to stand,
And watch the billows breaking 'gainst the land;
Not in lone rollers do their waters poor,
But the vast ocean rushes to the shore.
So flock in millions sons of honest toil,
From ev'ry country, to their native soil;
Exiles of Erin, driven from her sod,
By foes of justice, mercy, man, and God!
AErial chariots spread their snowy wings,
And drop torpedoes in the halls of kings.
On every breeze a thousand banners fly,
And Erin's seraph swells the battle-cry:--
"Strike! till the Unicorn shall lose the crown!
Strike! till the Eagle tears the Lion down!
Strike! till proud Albion bows her haughty head!
Strike! for the living and the martyr'd dead!
Strike! for the bones that fill your mothers' graves!
Strike! till your kindred are no longer slaves!
Strike! till fair Freedom on the world shall smile!
For God! for Truth! and FOR THE EMERALD ISLE!"
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XIII.
_THE EARTH'S HOT CENTER._
The following extracts from the report of the Hon. John Flannagan,
United States Consul at Bruges, in Belgium, to the Secretary of State,
published in the Washington City _Telegraph_ of a late date, will fully
explain what is meant by the "Great Scare in Belgium."
Our extracts are not taken continuously, as the entire document would be
too voluminous for our pages. But where breaks appear we have indicated
the hiatus in the usual manner by asterisks, or by brief explanations.
GEN. FLANNAGAN'S REPORT.
BRUGES, December 12, 1872.
To THE HON. HAMILTON FISH,
Secretary of State.
SIR: In pursuance of special instructions recently received from
Washington (containing inclosures from Prof. Henry of the
Smithsonian Institute, and Prof. Lovering of Harvard), I
proceeded on Wednesday last to the scene of operations at the
"International Exploring Works," and beg leave
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