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And the Violet  only mummi ed,  i! I’m  here,’1
                                     And  sweet  grew  the air  of'  Spring.
                                   Then  i( 1 la ! ha I ha!’'  a  chorus came
                                     Of  ln.ughf.cr,  soft and  fow,
                                   From the millions  of  flowers  under the ground—
                                     Yes,  millions— beginning  to  grow.


                                   Oh,  the pretty,  brave  things !  through  the  coldest  days,
                                     Imprisoned in  walls  of  brown,
                                        «■
                                  They never lost  heart  though the blast shrieked  loud,
                                     And the sleet  and  the  hail  came  down,
                                   Bui patiently  each  wrought  llOr beaut if ill  dress,
                                     Or fashioned  her  beautiful  crown;
                                   And  now  they arc  coming  to  brighten  the  world,
                                     Still  shadowed by  Winter’s frown ;
                                   And we LI  may  they  cheerily  laugh,  “ Ha! ha!"
                                     In  a  chorus soft and  low,
                                   The  millions of  fiowers  hid under  the  ground—■
                                     Yes,  millions— beginning to  grow.



                                                  WRONGS  OF  IRELAND.

                           H    E R E A F T E R ,  when  these things  shall  be  history,  your  age  of
                                   thraldom  and  r> overly,  your  sudden  resurrection,  commercial
                                   redress,  and  nti men Ions  arm a merit,  shall  the  historian  stop  to
                           declare,  that  here the principal men  amongst  us  fell  into  mimic  traces
                           of  gratitude:  they were:  aiv<;c  by  a.  weak  ministry,  and  bribed  by  an
                           empty  treasury;  and  when  liberty  was  within  their  grasp,  and  the
                           temple opened her  folding-doors,  and  the  urms  of  the people changed,
                           and  the  zeal of  the  nation  urged and  encouraged them  on,  that  they
                           loll  down,  and  were  prostituted  at  the  threshold.
                              I  will  not be  answered by  a pub he  lie  in  the  shape  of  an  amend­
                           ment:  neither,  speaking  for  the  subjects'  freedom, am  I  to  hear  of
                           faction.   I  wish for  nothing but to  breathe  in  i-his  our  island,  in  com-
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