The liberator : his life and times, political and social . f paying this mark of respect to OConnell as thehumblest curate : Richmond Prison, 2nd July, 1844. i( My Lord—I have the honour to announce to your Gracethat my father will feel deeply indebted by the kind fulfilmentof your offer, to celebrate the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass hereat eight oclock to-morrow morning. I am, with most profound respect and veneration, of yourGrace the most obedient humble servant, John OConnell. The Archbishop of Tuam. The prisoners gave dinner-parties several times ineach week, and it was on one of these occa
The liberator : his life and times, political and social . f paying this mark of respect to OConnell as thehumblest curate : Richmond Prison, 2nd July, 1844. i( My Lord—I have the honour to announce to your Gracethat my father will feel deeply indebted by the kind fulfilmentof your offer, to celebrate the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass hereat eight oclock to-morrow morning. I am, with most profound respect and veneration, of yourGrace the most obedient humble servant, John OConnell. The Archbishop of Tuam. The prisoners gave dinner-parties several times ineach week, and it was on one of these occasions thatOConnell uttered a bon mot which is illustrated inthe present work. Many of the staff of the Nationwere present ; and as he rose from the table, heturned to Mr. Denis Florence MacCarthy, and said,with a look of humour which he alone could give, See, MacCarthy, theres 4 the rising of the nationat last. Mr. MacCarthys poem on OConnells incarcera-tion is inserted here, not only for its own merit, butbecause OConnell himself thought highly of MacCarthys Poem. 727 CEASE TO DO EVIL—LEARN TO DO 0 thou, whom sacred duty hither calls, Some glorious hours iu freedoms cause to dwell,Read the mute lessou on the prison walls—1 Cease to do evil—learn to do well! M If haply thou art one of genius vast, Of generous heart, of mind suhlime and grand,Who all the spring-time of thy life hast passed, Battling with tyrants for thy native land ;If thou hast spent thy summer as thy prime, The serpent brood of bigotry to quell —Repent, repent thee of thy hideous crime, Cease to do evil—learn to do well. 14 If thy great heart beat warmly in the cause Of outraged man, whateer his race might be;If thou hast preached the Christians equal laws, And stayed the lash beyond the Indian sea;If at thy call a nation rose sublime, If at thy will seven million fetters fell—Repent, repent thee of thy hideous crime, 1 Cease to do evil—learn to do well! 11 If thou hast seen thy cou
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