MY TESTAMENT.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume II, Issue 60, 20 June 1874, Page 13

MY TESTAMENT.

By Alpha, in the < Nation,' June 18, 1859. Oh ! bury me on yon mountain ; "Tis there I in death would lie ; Where the music of rill and fountain Goes murmuring softly by ; The shamrock green above me, Planted by friendly hand ; As, next to God, I loved thee, Dear Erin, my native land ! The Celtic Cross raise o'er me, > nd the ivy around it twine — It will tell to the land that bore me That the dear old faith was mine ; And though fallen and low I found it, Trampled and poor, and lone, My heart grew closer round it, Like that ivy around the stone. I have no golden treasures — I deem them of light availBut a Harp, whose mournful measures have wept for Innisfail. And lest some slave should waken Its bt rains for the Saxon foe, Let us both in that hour be taken And laid in one grave below. No tears from (hose who love me, No chanted elegy '• Let the winds and dews above me Be tbe sighs and tears for me. But if my friends regret me, When the grass grows on my grave, That with God they will not forget me In prayer, is the boon I crave. When Banba's chains are broken, When her sons again are free, Let some one send the token And bear the glad news to me. Oh, I'll burst from death's cold slumbers, My barp once more will sound, And we'll strike such thrilling numbers As will waken the dead around.