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
From regions of bliss—the high Heavens above,
Where sorrows can never invade him;
He saw her distress, and he beckoned his love
To ascend, and with joy she obeyed him.
And she who is joined to the spirit she mourned,
Now in bliss, ’tis in vain to deplore her;
For her memory shall live in their bosoms inurned,
Who vowed even in death to adore her.
Whether hero, or lover, or else matters not,
“Other times—other men shall divine him;”
Let him rest with his love, by the world forgot,
We have hearts large enough to enshrine him.
MY EMMET’S NO MORE.
Despair in her wild eye, a daughter of Erin,
Appeared on the cliff of a bleak rocky shore,
Loose in the winds flowed her dark streaming ringlets
And heedless she gazed on the dread surge’s roar.
Loud rang her harp in wild tones of despairing,
The time passed away with the present compairing,
And in soul-thrilling strains deeper sorrow declaring,
She sang Erin’s woes, and her Emmet’s no more!
“Oh, Erin! my country, your glory’s departed,
For tyrants and traitors have stabbed thy heart’s core,
Thy daughters have laved in the streams of affliction,
Thy patriots have fled, or are stretched in their gore.
Ruthless ruffians now prowl through thy hamlets forsaken
From pale hungry orphans their last morsels have taken;
The screams of thy females no pity awaken;
Alas! my poor country, your Emmet’s no more!
“Brave was his spirit, yet mild as the Brahmin,
His heart bled in anguish at the wrongs of the poor;
To relieve their hard sufferings he braved every danger,
The vengeance of tyrants undauntedly bore.
E’en before him the proud titled villains in power,
Were seen, though in ermine, in terror to cower,
But, alas! he is gone—he has fallen a young flower,
They have murdered my Emmet—my Emmet’s no more!”
THE TRIAL
OF
ROBERT EMMET,
UPON AN
INDICTMENT FOR HIGH TREASON,
_Held, under a Special Commission, at the Sessions House, Green Street,
on Monday, 19th of September, 1803._
JUDGES PRESENT.—LORD NORBURY, MR. BARON GEORGE, AND MR. BARON DALY.
MR. STANDISH O’GRADY, ATTORNEY GENERAL.
To the indictment, charging him with compassing the disposition and
death of the king, and conspiring to levy war against the king within
the realm, Mr. Emmet pleaded not guilty. He was then given in charge.
The indictment was then opened, in substance, to the following effect,
by
THE ATTORNEY-GENERAL,
_My Lord, and Gentlemen of the Jury_:
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