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Show 292 TJIE LlUEitT'i D~:LJ, . Unstained by blood? upon it treads no Slave, Clanking his fetters? Read thy words, and blush 1 " Happy art thou, 0 free America ! Thy house is based on solid liberty ! Thou hast no tyrants in thee to enslave ! Thy shores arc an asylum to th' oppressed ! Thy glorious flug 4' fluttering o'er my head, Ensign of mankind's heavenly origin ! 'Making glud revelation of thy will And IlllfllOSC, henceforth, come what may to thee, Not to allow the despots of the earth To trample on OPllresscd humanity, Danded ns one in sacrilegious league, To make their thrones eternal ns the hills ! For I, an exiled Magyar-fugit.ivc And wanderer o' cr the earth -1wcscnt no claim Upon thy charity, asiclc from that Which tho down-trodden in nil lands may urge; For God, the Almighty, bus selected me To be their faithful representative ! And here I stand humbly to advocate 'l'ho solidarity of hwnan rights ! 'fO LOUIS KO~SUT II. America! great, gloriom1, and free! On bendcd knee I seck thy generous aid, Not for myself, but for my blce(ling lnnd! For nil enthrnUc,l on Eurol>Can soil! 293 Thou hast the power, 0 have the will to help, And thus nchien:l the freedom of the world ! " • Such was Lhc language of thy f:latWring lips, A thousand times repeated in the car Of this vnin-glorious and rapacious land ; Uttered a.s flippantly on Southern ground t • ~ Kossutll·e ~pooehcs iu tho United States, txmim. t "As W tho Southern Stutes, I nmst oour~ my~~elf entirely sure tha.t they would wa.nnly 81111110rt my }Jrind J>k'8, bcenusc thoy nro entir<!ly ldeuticnl with your owu principle~~(~) Yo" ca111101 t:Wamlon me withord aba!id01ti11g your own principles, and without letting iJ(l Ollltablisbcd a prtcedctrt da11gtrous to your owta security(.') • • • Some kind friend!! cncoumgcd mo to go !() tho South, promising me thnt I would find It O] l£11 to plailr truth,faitlifrtl to t;rta/ rqmblicma pri11dp/~!, t trlighttlltd itt il! itrltUit;rllu, and high·mindtd, 11:arm and gtntrou.s itt it:J sentimtllls (.') • • • One of tho brlght~st moments of my sorrowful liro wns when I cmno u, Ailrbamu, not long ~go. Wbeu I asked, who Is my Inexorable enemy, I wns told It waa Alaba· ma. 0, my God, I tluurk thu tlu« 1 hnt't stm tlri:J &uppostll enemy of mint! I WILL Cllf.RI811 TIJ.\T YAMIJ IN TilE \'ERY IU:.\RT OP MY UI!ART0 WITU I:SI'I:<rr.!: I'LL\8URE A:O.:D <IRATITUJ)I:."-lKOS.!Uih1:J ~ptt(h btfort lh~ Slm.'t·ho/ders aml Slace./.nttdtn in 1oirmtgomtry1 ,uu.J "Tho capitol of old yet sttwdl:l, a. mournful montwlcnt of tho fraglli~ y of humau things ; yours as a sat/Ctuary of tternal rights!!) 25• |