Identifier: uncrownedkinglif00mcwa (find matches)
Title: The uncrowned king : the life and public services of Hon. Charles Stewart Parnell ; comprising a graphic story of his ancestry; also family reminiscences, related by his aged mother, Delia Tudor Stewart Parnell ... ; also, a bilgraphical sketch of his great co-laborer, Rt. Hon. Wm. E. Gladstone
Year: 1891 (1890s)
Authors: McWade, Robert M. (Robert Malachi), b. 1857
Subjects: Parnell, Charles Stewart, 1846-1891
Publisher: (Philadelphia) : Edgewood Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: Boston College Libraries
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we stand with bated breath;Now who shall have our harvest fair ?—tis Life that plays with Death;Now who shall have our motherland ?—tis Right that plays with Might;The peasants arms were weak indeed in such unequal fight I But God is on the peasants side—the God that loves the poor:His angels stand with flaming swords on every mount and moor ;They guard the poor mans flocks and herds, they guard his ripening grain-The robber sinks beneath their curse beside his ill-got gain. O pallid serfs! whose groans and prayers have wearied Heavn full long.Look up! there is a Law above, beyond all legal wrong;Rise up ! the answer to your prayers shall come, tornado-borne.And ye shall hold your homesteads dear, and ye shall reap the corn I But your own hands upraised to guard shall draw the answer down.And bold and stem the deeds must be that oath and prayer shall crown;God only fights for those who fight—now hush the useless moan, ,And set your faces as a flint and swear to Hold Your Own,
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AIISS FANNV PAKNELL. CHARLES STEWART PARNELL. 6i There is also published in the Celtic Magazine,a beautiful picture of **The Meeting of theWaters, celebrated in Moores poetry, whichwas the first piece of poetry that I ever learned.The scene is on our place, Avondale, and just atthe beginning of the vale of Avoca. I rememberit is ** where the bright waters meet.* Avoca isformed by the meeting of Avonmore and theAvonbeg. In the August number of the mag-azine of 1881 is published a sketch of KilmainhamJail, Dublin, where my son was confined, andwhere about eleven hundred Irishmen were im-prisoned on different charges, without trial. MY OWN PUBLIC SERVICE. Since the beginning of my sons parliamentarycareer, I have interested myself deeply and activelyin the Irish LaChd League and all Irish nationalmovements. In fact, from the time I firstplaced my foot upon Irish soil in 1835, asthe bride of John Henry Parnell, my heart andactions have been in sympathetic accord with allmovements for the

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