The life, trial and conversations of Robert Emmet, Esq., leader of the Irish insurrection of 1803 : $b also, the celebrated speech made by him on the occasion — John Shaqi
The life, trial and conversations of Robert Emmet, Esq., leader of the Irish insurrection of 1803 : $b also, the celebrated speech made by him on the occasionAnonymous
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The life, trial and conversations of Robert Emmet, Esq., leader of the Irish insurrection of 1803 : $b also, the celebrated speech made by him on the occasion
I have been prevented from
saving a brother, from receiving the dying blessings of a father,
mother, and sister, and from soothing their last agonies by my cares;
and this, sir, by your unwarrantable, unprecedented, and unfeeling
interference. Your friends, when they accuse me of want of moderation
towards you, are wonderfully mistaken. They do not reflect, or know,
that I have never spoken of you without suppressing, as I do now,
personal feelings that rise up within me, and swell my heart with
indignation and resentment. The step you took was unauthorised by your
own government. Whether our conduct in Ireland was right or wrong, you
have no justification for yours. The constitution and laws of this
country gave you no power to require of the British government that it
should violate its faith, and withdraw from us its consent to the
place we had fixed upon for our voluntary emigration; neither the
president nor you were warranted to prevent our touching these
shores.—These remarks I address, with all becoming respect, to ‘the
first man in the country.’ Yet in fact, sir, I do not clearly see in
what consists your superiority over myself. It is true you have been a
resident minister at the court of St. James’; and, if what I have read
in the public prints be true, and if you be apprised of my near
relationship and family connexion with the late Sir John Temple, you
must acknowledge that your interference as resident minister at the
court of St. James’s, against my being permitted to emigrate to
America, is a very curious instance of the caprice of fortune—but let
that pass. To what extent I ought to yield to you for talents and
information, is not for me to decide.—In no respect, however, do I
feel your excessive superiority.—My private conduct and character are,
I hope, as fair as yours—and even in those matters which I consider as
trivial, but upon which aristocratic pride is accustomed to stamp a
value, I should not be inclined to shrink from competition. My birth
certainly will not humble me by the comparison; my paternal fortune
was, probably, much greater than yours; the consideration in which the
name I bear in my native country was held, was as great as yours is
ever likely to be before I had an opportunity of contributing to its
celebrity.
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