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588 SPRINGFIELD, 16S6-1S86.<br />

From Southern plains whose sensuous ease<br />

They have aroused to active industries;<br />

From crowded cities <strong>of</strong> the eager East<br />

Where Enterprise sits golden-fleeced;<br />

Each prideful <strong>of</strong> his later choice,<br />

But all avowing with accordant voice<br />

Their loyalty, all other homes above.<br />

To tliis the city <strong>of</strong> their earliest love,<br />

Who, like a mild-eyed mother, at her mid-<br />

dle age.<br />

!<br />

Content <strong>and</strong> cosey <strong>and</strong> serene <strong>and</strong> sage,<br />

With every added year<br />

Become more lovable <strong>and</strong> dear.<br />

As all New Engl<strong>and</strong> mothers do<br />

Who Time to gentle treatment gently woo.<br />

Outspreads the old Tlianksgiving cheer<br />

Before her children guests, assured that they<br />

With her are glad <strong>of</strong> one more homelife<br />

holiday<br />

And at the banquet she has spread<br />

Sit many not " unto the mannr born,"<br />

But to the manor warmly welcomed<br />

The fugitives forlorn : —<br />

And aspirants for liberty<br />

From every yet unliberated l<strong>and</strong><br />

Around her crowded table st<strong>and</strong>,<br />

And she is smiling equally on all.<br />

Nor makes distinction, at her festival,<br />

Of race or color, rank or nationality.<br />

The Scotsmen with their kindred gift —<br />

New Engl<strong>and</strong> thrift, —<br />

With Bismarck's absentees sit side <strong>by</strong> side<br />

Contented both to bide<br />

With us <strong>and</strong> Freedom fortune here;<br />

And, gladdened, draws a-uear<br />

The sad Italian, in whose darkened eyes<br />

The gathered gloom <strong>of</strong> ages <strong>of</strong> depression<br />

lies<br />

;<br />

And haught Hungarians, ever mutinous<br />

Against the edicts <strong>of</strong> the fateful day<br />

That gave them to the hated Austrian sway.<br />

Forego their fierceness here in feast with<br />

us;<br />

And here, the wrathful Russian refugees,<br />

Sojourning at their ease,<br />

Watch safely, from afar,<br />

The cordon closing round the Czar;<br />

And hardy sons <strong>of</strong> Switzerl<strong>and</strong><br />

Have left their mountains gr<strong>and</strong><br />

With tales <strong>of</strong> glory <strong>of</strong> their own to tell,<br />

Half free at home, all free with us to dwell.<br />

And loiterers from the l<strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> Lafayette,<br />

Whose gallant lance, —<br />

(Let no American forget<br />

On such a day as this that still uncancelled<br />

debt) —<br />

Stood for the sympathy <strong>and</strong> aid <strong>of</strong> France<br />

When both were sorely needed here.<br />

Take as <strong>of</strong> right a portion <strong>of</strong> the cheer<br />

And strangest sequel <strong>of</strong> our strange romance.<br />

The self-expatriated Englishman,<br />

Withdrawing his allegiance<br />

From service <strong>of</strong> the gentlest Queen<br />

That ever sceptre swayed.<br />

Has here his home in preference made,<br />

Escaping so his part as actor in the<br />

scene<br />

That closes now the act America began<br />

And, near him at the banquet table sit<br />

(Of their parts, too, not yet acquit.<br />

Postponing them perhaps a while)<br />

The ousted owners <strong>of</strong> that injured isle —<br />

Ah ! once the l<strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> laughter, song, <strong>and</strong><br />

wit, —<br />

Where only Nature now is seen to smile<br />

The ire-ful sons <strong>of</strong> well named /r«-laud.<br />

Compatriots <strong>of</strong> Parnell<br />

"The king uncrowned," whose more than<br />

sceptred h<strong>and</strong><br />

Is raised to retribution's ready bell.<br />

In warning <strong>and</strong> comm<strong>and</strong>, —<br />

Descendants <strong>of</strong> the Pilgrims, in your needs<br />

They were your comrades in courageous<br />

deeds.<br />

Upon your every freedom-perilled plain<br />

Their blood as freely flowed as yours;<br />

The conquest that your peace secures<br />

They helped you gain.<br />

Send forth to-day across the sea<br />

To ears that wait it wistfully<br />

Your " God-speed Irel<strong>and</strong> to like victory! "<br />

.\nd last, but far from least <strong>of</strong> all<br />

Who come to share our festival.<br />

Forgiving generously the wrong<br />

Repaired so late, endured so long.<br />

Sit those we have from our own slavery<br />

released.<br />

At such a feast<br />

There should not be — nor shall my sum.<br />

mons call —<br />

One spectre <strong>of</strong> the past ; one Futured fear.<br />

Naught should be here<br />

;<br />

!<br />

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