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us only have twenty years of peace, and our country will come to such a degree of power and wealth, that we will be able, in a just cause, to defy whatever power on earth.”

2. “In a just cause !" Now, in the name of eternal truth, and by all that is sacred and dear to man, since the history of mankind is recorded there has been no cause more just than the cause of Hungary! Never was there a people, without the slightest reason, more sacrilegiously, more treacherously, and by fouler means, attacked than Hungary! Never have crime, cursed am. bition, despotism, and violence, in a more wicked manner united to crush down freedom, and the very life, than against Hungary! Never was a country more mortally outraged than Hungary !

3. All your sufferings, all your complaints, which, with so much right, drove your forefathers to take up arms, are but slight grievances, compared with those immense, deep wounds out of which the heart of Hungary bleeds ! If the cause of my people is not sufficiently just to insure the protection of God, and the support of good-willing men, then there is no just cause, and no justice, on earth; then the blood of no new Abel will move toward heaven; the genius of charity, Christian love, and justice, will mourningly fly the earth; a heavy curse will upon mortality fall, oppressed men despair, and only the Cains of humanity walk proudly, with impious brow, above the ruins of Liberty on earth!

4. You have attained that degree of strength and consistency, when your less fortunate brethren of mankind may well claim your brotherly, protecting hand. And here I stand before you, to plead the cause of these, your less fortunate brethren,—the cause of humanity. I may succeed, or I may fail. But I will go on, pleading with that faith of martyrs by which mountains were moved; and I may displease you, perhaps ; still, I will say with *Luther, May God help me, I can do no otherwise !

5. Woe, a thousandfold woe, to humanity, should there be nobody on earth to maintain the laws of humanity! Woe to humanity, should even those who are as mighty as they are free, not feel interested in the maintenance of the laws of mankind, because they are laws, but only in so far as some scanty money interests would desire it! Woe to humanity, if every despot of the world may dare to trample down the laws of humanity, and no free nation arise to make respected these laws! People of the United States, humanity expects that your glorious republic will prove to the world that republics are formed on virtue. It expects to see you the guardians of the law of humanity!




1. Jesus was there but yesterday. The prints

Of his departing feet were at the door;
His “Peace be with you!" was yet audible
In the rapt porch of Mary's charmed ear;
And, in the low rooms, 'twas as if the air,
Hush'd with his going forth, had been the breath
Of angels left on watch, --so conscious still
The place seem'd of his presence! Yet, within,
The family by Jesus loved were weeping;

For Lazarus lay dead.
2. The burial was over, and the night
Bethany, and


and noon.
And comforters and mourners went their way;
But Death stay'd on! They had been oft alone,
When Lazarus had follow'd Christ to hear
His teachings in Jerusalem ; but this
Was more than solitude. The silence now
Was void of expectation. Something felt
Always before, and loved without a name, -
Joy from the air, hope from the opening door,
Welcome and life from off the very walls,—

gone ; and in the chamber where he lay There was a fearful and unbreathing hush, Stiller than night's last hour.

So fell on Mary The shadows all have known, whose bleeding hearts Seem'd the torn gate through which the loved, departed, Broke from this world away. The parting soul Spreads wings betwixt the mourner and the sky ! As if its path lay, from the tie last broken, Straight through the cheering gateway of the sun; And, to the eye strain’d after, 'tis a cloud

That bars the light from all things. 4.

Now, as Christ Drew near to Bethany, the Jews went forth With Martha, mourning Lazarus. But Mary Sat in the house. She knew the hour was nigh When He would go again, as He had said, Unto His Father; and she felt that He,

Who loved her brother Lazarus in life,
Had chose the hour to bring him home through death
In no unkind forgetfulness. Alone-
She could lift up the bitter prayer to Heaven,
“Thy will be done, O God!" --but that dear brother
Had fill’d the cup and broke the bread for Christ;
And ever, at the morn, when she had knelt
And wash'd those holy feet, came Lazarus
10 bind his sandals on, and follow forth
With dropp'd eyes, like an angel, sad and fair, —

Intent upon the Master's need alone.
5. Indissolubly link'd were they! And now,

To go and meet Him-Lazarus not there
And to his greeting answer, “It is well !"
And, without tears, (since grief would weigh on Him
Whose soul was over-sorrowful,) to kneel
And minister alone,-her heart gave way!
She cover'd up her face and turn'd again
To wait within for Jesus. But once more
Came Martha, saying, “Lo! the Lord is here,
And calleth for thee, Mary!" Then arose
The mourner from the ground, whereon she sate
Shrouded in sackcloth, and bound quickly up
The golden locks of her dishevell’d hair,
And o’er her ashy garments drew a vail
Hiding the eyes she could not trust.
As she made ready to go forth, a calm

As in a dream fell on her. 6.

At a fount Hard by the sepulcher, without the wall, Jesus awaited Mary. Seated near Were the way-worn disciples in the shade; But, of himself forgetful, Jesus lean'd Upon his staff, and watch'd where she should come To whose one sorrow_but a sparrow's fallingThe pity that redeem'd a world could bleed! And as she came, with that uncertain step,– Eager, yet weak,-her hands upon her breast, — And they who follow'd her all fallen back To leave her with her sacred grief alone,

The heart of Christ was troubled. 7.

And the disciples rose up from the fount,
Moved by her look of woe, and gather'd round;

And still,

She drew near,


And Mary, for a moment, ere she look'd
Upon the Savior, stay'd ber faltering feet,
And straighten'd her vail'd form, and tighter drew
Her clasp upon the folds across her breast;
Then, with a vain strife to control her tears,
She stagger'd to their midst, and at his feet
Fell prostrate, saying, “ Lord ! hadst thou been here

My brother had not died !” 8.

The Savior groan'd In spirit, and stoop'd tenderly, and raised The mourner from the ground, and, in a voice Broke in its utterance like her own, he said, “Where have ye laid him ?” Then the Jews who came, Following Mary, answer'd, through their tears, “Lord ! come and see!" But lo! the mighty heart That in Gethsemane sweat drops of blood, Taking for us the cup that might not pass, The heart whose breaking cord upon the cross Made the earth tremble, and the sun afraid To look

upon agony,—the heart Of a lost world's Redeemer,-overflow'd, Touch'd by a mourner's sorrow !

Jesus wept.
9. Calm'd by those pitying tears, and fondly brooding

Upon the thought that Christ so loved her brother,
Stood Mary there; but that lost burden now
Lay on his heart who pitied her; and Christ,
Following slow, and groaning in himself,
Came to the sepulcher. It wa
And a stone lay upon it. Jesus said,
“ Take ye away the stone !” Then lifted he
His moisten’d eyes to heaven, and while the Jews
And the disciples bent their heads in awe,
And trembling Mary sank upon her knees,
The Son of God pray'd audibly. He ceased,
And for a minute's space there was a hush,
As if the angelic watchers of the world
Had stay'd the pulses of all breathing things,
To listen to that prayer. The face of Christ
Shone as he stood, and over him there came
Command, as 'twere the living face of God,
And, with a loud voice, he cried, “ Lazarus !
Come forth !” And instantly, bound hand and foot,
And borne by unseen angels from the cave,
He that was dead stood with them.

a cave,


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