THE EXODUS.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume II, Issue 82, 21 November 1874, Page 13

THE EXODUS.

BY " EBtANA " (T. BUTIEE), IN THE ' NATION,* ATBIZ 21, 1860. They are going, they are going where Misßouri'B wares are flowing, Where the waving crops are growing for the tiller of the soil ; Where the light of Justice beameth, and the sword of Justice gleameth, And good fortune ever seemeth as attendant upon toil. Far from Erin they are flying, where their fathers' hones are lying, Where Atlantic's waves are sighing 'round her desolated shore ; Where the streams of care are welling 'round each simple. peasant's dwelling, • And the braveßt hearts are swelling with the sorrow at their core. There are parents fond, endearing ; there are ecenes yet bright and cheering, T^ik an evil star is peering o'er the dwellings of oivr isle — iWrythe cot amidst the bushes where the inuring river rushes, Where the sparkling fountain gushes like a heart that has no guile. They are leaving home for ever ; and the fondest kindred sever ; 3£nd the light of joy shall "never brightly beam upon their breast. Though the freeman's flag .is o'er them, and a life of peace before them, Yet the mother fond who bore them sighs with sorrow in the West. Let them go! may Heaven speed them! be a blessed lot decreed them; But if Ireland e'er shall need them, may they hasten o'er the sea ; Hay the loving hearts that slumbered, by the weight of grief encumbered, Beat for Erin's woes, unnumbered, and return to set her free !