The Porte’s preliminary steps for the suppression of the Armenian Question, and England’s shameful part (1896)

Shortly after the Treaty of Berlin the British Government despatched a number of consular officers with certain instructions to go and inquire into the general condition of Armenia, for the alleged purpose of ascertaining the necessary measures of reform. These officers were secretly ...

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British selfishness and greed has been maintaining this curse of Turkish domination, which was doomed to perish forty-three years ago (1896)

While Europe has been progressing in civilization the Ottoman Empire has remained in its slumber of medieval times. The world has undergone a revolution, yet the Turk is in his primitive barbarity, with all his Tartar instincts. The Ottoman Empire has been an anachronism in the nineteenth ...

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Lament over the Heroes fallen in the Battle of Avarair, by Karekin Srvanstian

(1840-1892) IF Goghtan’s bards no longer crown Armenia’s heroes with their lays,Let deathless souls from Heaven come down, Our valiant ones to praise ! Ye shining angel hosts, descend : On Ararat’s white ...

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Cradle Song, by Raphael Patkanian

(1830-1892) Mother SWEET slumber now creeps o’er thee slow,Sweet breezes rock thee to and fro :My baby sleeps, so soft and lowWith sweetest songs I’ll sing oror. Baby O Mother dear, thou art unkindMy sleepless eyes so long to bind.Anon I’ll rest, and sleep resigned ;—Release me ...

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Spring, by Hovhannes Hovhannisian

(Born 1869) NONE await thy smiling rays ;Whither comest thou, O Spring ?None are left to sing thy praise—Vain thy coming now, O Spring ! All the world is wrapped in gloom,Earth in blood is weltering :This year brought us blackest doom—Whither comest thou, O Spring ? No rose for the ...

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The Little Lake, by Bedros Tourian

(1852-1872) WHY dost thou lie in hushed surprise, Thou little lonely mere ?Did some fair woman wistfully Gaze in thy mirror clear ? Or are thy waters calm and still Admiring the blue sky,Where shining cloudlets, like thy ...

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Incense, by Zabelle Essayan

(Born 1878) THE incense at the altar slowly burnsSwayed in the silver censer to and fro ;Around the crucifix it coils and turns,The brows of saints it wreathes with misty glow. And tremulous petitions, long drawn out,Beneath the lofty arches faint away ;To weary eyes the candles round ...

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The Fox, the Wolf, and the Bear

THE little fox, the wolf and bear made peace ;Like kinsfolk all, they bade their warfare cease.The fox they consecrate a hermit now ;—False monk, false hermit, false recluse’s vow ! The little fox a sack found in the streetThrough which he thrust his head ; then shod his feetWith iron ...

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I beheld my Love this Morning, by Sayat Nova

(1712-1795) I BEHELD my love this morning, in the garden paths she strayed,All brocaded was the ground with prints her golden pattens made ;Like the nightingale, I warbled round my rose with wings displayed,And I wept, my reason faltered, while my heart was sore dismayed.Grant, O Lord, that all ...

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Huntsman, that on the Hills above, by Avetik Isahakian

” HUNTSMAN, that on the hills above To hunt the deer hast been,Tell me, I pray thee, if my love— My wild deer thou hast seen ? ” He sought the hills his grief to quell— My darling love, my sun.He ...

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