THE EXILE OF ERIN.

Samoa Times and South Sea Gazette, Issue 11, 15 December 1877, Page 3

THE EXILE OF ERIN.

liv T. CA.MPUIXL. There onmn to the beach a poor Exile of Krin, The dew on his thin robe was hoavy and chill; For his country lie sigh'd, when, nt twilight, repairing .To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill; But the day-star attracted his ovp'h sad devotion, For it ruse o'er his own native isle of the ocean. Where once, iu the fervour of youth's warm emotion, lie sunj* tho hold anthem of Erin-go-hragh! •• Sad is my fato ! "—said the heart-broken stranger—- " The wild doer and wolf to tho covert eon flee, But I hare no refuge from famine and danger. A home and a country remain not to me! Never again iu the green sunny bowers, Whore my forefathers lived, shall I spend the sweet hours, Or cover my harp with the well-woven flowers, And strike to tho numbers of Krin-go-bragh! " Frin. my country, though sad and forsaken, In dreams] revisit the seii-beuten shore.; But, alas ! in a far foreign laud I awaken, And sigh for the friends that can meet mo no more ! Oh! cruel fate, wilt thou never replace mo Iu a mansion of peace, whero no perils can chase mo ? Never again shall my brothers embrace me ! They died.to dtfeud mo—or lived to deplore!

"Whop l is my cabin-door, fast by tho wild wood ? Sifters and sire, did ye weep fur it« fall ? Whom i« tho mother that looked ou my childhood'/ And where in tho boKoin-friond, doaror thau nil? Ah! my sad soul, long nbuudon'd by ploaunro! Why did ii dote on a fart-fading troanuro? lean, Mo thu rain-drops, may fall without umasuro; But rapture, ami beauty they cannot mall!

"Yet—nil its fond recollections suppross- >>«(? — Ono dying wish my lono bosom shall draw; Erin ! an exile bequeathes thoo his blessing! Ijmd of my forefathers!—Kriu-go-brngh ! Buried and cold, when my heart stills nor motion, Groon bo thy fluids, sweetest ielo of tho ocean f And thy harp-striking burdu sing aloud n ilh di vottou, , Erin uuvouruin! Erin-go Uracil \ "

A Parisian manufacturer lias received an order from Turkey for a large number of white shirts upon which extract*from the Koran are to W- printed in sky-blue letters. Upon a number of white woollen under-shirts is to be stamped the signature of Mohammed. The articles are intended f >r distribution to Turkish soldiers when upon especially dangerous duty, to stimulate their courage under the impression that they are talismans. A Sutfield, Connecticut, man who had married a buxom daughter of the Emerald Isle has just returned from a journey with his bride to the ould sod. which he was induced to take in order to make the acquaintance and secure the blessings of his parents-in-law. He came back a wasted skeleton. His wife's family proved to be the genuine article, living in a hut without a ffoor, and subsisting on a perpetual bill of fare of potatoes, boiled by the peck in the skins, and dumped upon a table, around which the family gathered, peeled and ate. No pampered Sutfield constitution could stand such diet, and imminent starvation drove the fond Benedict in haste back to his native shore. As an illustration of how the natives thrive on this fare, however, he tells how the old lady shouldered a load of peat that Would staggered Dr. Winship, and carried it to the top of a high hill without a perceptible quickening of breath.—" Springfield, Mass., Union." A nice, convenient language is the German. A tree is a Baum—always with a big B—and pronounced bowni, or something like that. To say trees, one has to take this Baum. put two dots over the "a,"' add an "e" to it, and then call the word thus formed bimy, or something like that. At other time an "n " has to be tacked on to the " e." and at all times the unhappy learner has to bear in mind that the Baum, or tree, is of the sterner sex. If the children of the Fatherland finds English a torture, let them reflect upon the punishment their own venacular inflicts upon strangers.— " Courier Journal."