PATRIOTISM AND LIBERTY.

Te Aroha News, Volume VII, Issue 388, 27 July 1889, Page 5

PATRIOTISM AND LIBERTY.

TnE world without active patriotism and devotion to duty would be a world without poetry, without beauty, but if want, ing in that sturdy valour which both causes and enables its possessor to fight for his country, the world would indeed be but "blank chaos come again." Patriotism is in my opinion the mother of all the virtues. All that is best and noblest in man is cradled in the love of home and country. From ifc springs that martial glory without which no nation can be great or last long. But, for this glory, which like the forest hce taket) root and spreads, the nation must pay in blood, the blood of her bravest sons. Happy the country which has devoted soldiers and pailcis always ready to die for her, and thrice happy those who fall fighting in their country's cause. — Lord Yvolsely in the "Fortnightly Review."

New Zealand, land o£ our adoption. Of wild mountain, valley, and stream, Of Temperance, tads, local option, Ami Saturday rhymingjnicn's dream ; OH Saxon, and Celt, and oi: ehhikies. And bankers that suck like a leech, One Hung most important 1 think. i 9 We must maintain freedom ot speech. Fair comment on all that affects us, We hore'arc entitled to make, Be true to the law that protects us, No matter how heavy the stake. To slander 1 have grcai aversion, I worship true JibcrLy's flag. But Barstow's new move tor coercion Will ne\ er true Irishmen gag. A low silly men in n corner. For knighthooi pc haps bidding high, As happy as " utfle Jactc llorncr, ' fa'rit tat.ng Consul \ ative pic. A ciunlcir soon Uicy had piintcd To "loyalists.." wasn't it queer.' 'Twoukl smash up (he Empire, they hinted, It Dillon and Dei&y came here. Par Pari;xtiiee>d. Yor.njr Uf.ifour hub paidus a visit — "i'ls .slrantro that he ti-a\ clled incog.; I cannot contrive new, how is it Ihb mo' (Micnls ho l.opt m a tog. lie ma:, have been merely a slrav gent, Juot wand'i-mg about to and fro, Or else an advance Tory agent Consigned to great Barstow and Co. Poor youth, he looked forward, toqlory, In Auckland commissioned to prate,* To flaunt i ound a gushing young Tory, Supporting ihe Church and the State. He found his papa could deceive him, Home Kuleis he lound thick as bees In Auckbnd, they would not boiie\e him, So now he is pi mghing the seas. I'm sorry ho did not address us, To show how a Tory could squeak; 11. s altitude doth much distress us, 1-sut Tories must sw allow the leek. Kcs gone, may the De\ il console him Aiid huri-j him home m his flight ; 1 h:n c not the pen to cajole him. He left like a thief in the night. {Au rcioir, young Balfour, kind regards to rapa). And then (hey held forth at a meeting. In a room not remote, but obs-cure, Thcie %\as some most udiculous bloating, The li ish they ronld endure : "Home l{»i!e didnotmuch interest them," T!n\v «a-d so and lold us no ncwa, So Mellnone robe and ho b'esed them. And shook oil" the dust from his shoes. They solemnly passed each grand motion, Their bosom"* wil h loyalty burned. They Jii3hmen's gallant devotion And Irishmen's lo^ alty spurned. Now each narrow mind take il easy; True lo\ ci-T ot freedom are here, And Dillon and Esmonclc and Deasy We'll greet with a sky -splitting cheer. Shall we turn our backs on the stranger Who conifs here in liberty's name '. Shall we act like the dog in the manger. And hiMiid this free countiy with shame No ! Shame on th<> cur who would falter And lad in the duty we owe, To tree our dear land irom the halter Oi long-f eit oppression and w oe. The men who are coming to meet us. For whom all tiue Irith hearts long. In trinnpct-tonarued language will giest us. And d\\ c>ll upon each cruel wrong. Our country has sutlercd for aws Such wrongs she can't longer cidure; Con-tiiiHional war now sne wages, And stands in defence ot her poor. The Scots and the Wc'sh arc awaking, And boldly are taking tluir stand, The tollers of at^es they're breaking, Their cry has out thro' the land. On Bannockburn's field they asbemblod, That classic lield dear to them all : The Tories all quaked and they trembled, At Blackic'a great liberty call. Just thirty-five thousand that meeting, A sample of true Scottish might. The claims of Hibernia all greeting, It was a most soul-stirring sight. No blood-shed no clashing of sabre, But eloquence lolly and fnand. Old Blackie was tossing the caber Ot freedom all over the land. Some say that. v< c want separation— A slander as \ ile as untrue ; We want but our rights as a nation. Denied by the vile Toi\y crew. The people < f .England arc w ith us, And Britons ere Jon*? will be just; We'll stand by them shoulder to sheukler. When Tories are scattered liko dust. Dear Ireland, sw oe( homo of my boyhood. Once free as the wind or the wave, l. v y patriot sons, with wild joy. would Exhume thco from liberty's grave; Tho' tyrants w ould rend thco asunder, Brave hearts far away o'er tho sea Will echo bright liberty's thunder. When Erin-go-bragh shall bo free. Tim Doo&an. The Blouho'.o, Mount Edon, Auckland, July £2nd, 1889.