EMMETAAND HIS LOVE.
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Now for the last sad look,


The last faint, cold embrace;


The latest kiss my love may print


Upon her lovely face. yr


Aye, bear her from my sight, sssl1sa -ttt


The bitterness is past 5E. ga.u


But yet one charge my spirit leaves


dying onc--the last!


Oh bid her love my name


Through death, through infamy and shame
In reading the history of Inflated Ireland, how
often does the heart turn, sick of bloody scenes
and murders, TO the simple and touching Incl
dents that adorn the lives of those whose daring
and mighty deeds stand as record of chivalry
upon the brightest page of the annals of the
world. When the mind becomes diseased and
carewOn in contemplating the bloody transac-
tions Of the battle field, and the wranglngs OF
the council chamber, with what transport and
JOY it leaves them to mediate on the finc affcc-
tions and amiable attributes of the inner man,
and pore over the scenes where .love and
death" hath sorrowful meeting.


Robert Emmett was a celebrated LAWYER and
statesman OF Ireland. During the struggle for
independence he stood foremost on the forum
and in the field for the liberty Of his native conn
try. He was the idol of Ireland


g None knew him but to love him,


None named him but to praise"


Naturally of warm and ardent temperament,
with heart glowing with patriotism, and
soul fired with the wrongs and wretchedness OF
his country, oh! is it marvel that he stepped
forth in her darkest hour, and swore upon the
altar Of freedom that his countrymen should
have their liberty, or he would pour out his
hearts blood in the cause. Unfortunately he
was betrayed by his enemies, convicted of the
crime OF treason and sentenced to be executed.
Twas the evening Of lovely day-tbe last
day for the noble and ill-fated Emmett A young
tancc into the dungeon. She was closely ye;ied
and the keeper could not imagine who She was
nor why one Of such naughty bearing could be an
humble suppliant at the prison door. However
he granted her boon, led her 10 the dungeon
opened the massive iron door, then closing i,