POET r Y

E H Its words u.
Are few, but deep and solemn, and they break


Fresh from the fount Of feeling Peyctual.

For the Columbian Fountain
THE EM1GRANT'S DREAM.
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For the Columbian Fountain.


THE EMlGRANT'S DREAM.


BY P. CASSIDY.


AIR-B,nn's Fare,oeU
Why bid my fancy still explore


The beauties of my native Isle 2
And ! so far from Erin's shore,


Must behold her winning smile
Borne on the swift grey wings Of night.
My boyhood haunts methinks view!
Alas! It's only fancy's flight,


Hibernia dear, farewell, adieu!
No winds that hurry o'er the deep
Can speed their way with such flight,
While DER me visions hold their sway,
In magic dreams whene'er sleep,
rove through Erin's wide domain,
My former joys for to renew.
Alas ! wake in mental pain:


Hibernia dear, farewell, adieu!
There genial virtue marks that soil;
Health cheers the darkest hour of age:
There nature sows her balmy gifts,
And dwell the minstrel, bard and sage.
This breast must feel excessive Joy
Those native charms, whene'er view:
Thus Morpheus does my sense decoy:
Hibernia, dear, farewell, adieu!
All matchless Isle, Of health and fame,
Oppression forced thy son to roam
10 flee the tyrant's cruel chain ~
Pm now exiled from friends and home!
Though in a distant land sigh, ..t
My spirit still remains with you;
Methinks thy freedoms drawing nigh:
Hibernia dear, farewell, adieu! ~