400 IRISH ANTIQUITIES. 



Though the services rendered by the author to the scientific world 

 are doubtless considerable, yet we are far from anticipating that he 

 will receive the reward due to his discoveries; at least, not without 

 opposition from the interested and influential. 



Already has one society strove to humble his pride by depriving 

 him of that prize which they could not deny he had merited : the 

 innumerable ramifications of intrigue and jealousy will be enlisted in 

 their defence, while he stands single-handed against them. He must 

 expect the booksellers will oppose his success, as well as the school- 

 masters, and the old school-learned dunces. There is not a work 

 written upon any of the ancient countries of the globe, Rome, Greece, 

 Egypt, India, or Persia, that he has not impugned the correctness of 

 their elementary outset. The ancient histories of Scotland, of Eng- 

 land, and of Ireland have been likewise attacked ; therefore the 

 inevitable consequence, of acknowledging the truth of his princi- 

 ples, will be that the histories of those several places must be 

 written over again ; and the booksellers, who are the proprietors of 

 the former works, as well as the writers who have compiled them, 

 will, doubtless, for the preservation of their own property, retard this 

 as much as possible. 



IRISH SONG. 



I. 



OUR fathers' fields we long have till'd, 



Despised and stricken down 

 The Sassenach's serf! his stores we fill'd, 



And trembled at his frown 

 No face but his to turn unto, 



And pray to save, in time, 

 By pity, help, or counsel true, 



Our breaking hearts from crime. 



II. 



And ever as we turn'd to it, 



That proud face from us turn'd, 

 And left us on our hills to sit, 



Forsaken, wrong'd, and spurn'd 

 Until our hearts in madness woke ! 



And up at last we stood, 

 And shrieking to the night, we broke 



On him and his for blood ! 



