Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-09-02
No. 25.
From the Delaware Gazette.

Now for the last sad look,
The last faint cold embrace;
The latest kiss my love may print
Upon her lovely face
Ay--bear her from my sight
The bitterness is past
But yet one charge my spirit leaves,
A dying ouc-the last!
Oh! bid her love my name
Through death, through infamy and shame.
In reading the history Of ilI.Eated Ire.
land, how often does the heart turn sick, of
bloody scenes and MURDERS to the simple
and touching incidents that adorn the lives
of those, whose daring and mighty deeds,
stand as record of Chivalry and patriot
ism upon the brightest page Of the annals
of the world. When the mind becomes
diseased and carewOrn in contemplating
the bloody transactions Of the battle field,
and the wranglings Of the council cham
Der, with what transport and Joy it leaves
them to mediate on the fine affections and
amiable attributes of the inner man, and
ponder over scenes where "love and death"
have sorrowfuI meetings.
Robert Emmett was a celebrated lawyer
and statesman Of Ireland. During the
struggle for independence, he stood fore
most on the forum and in the field, for the
liberty Of his native country. lie was the
lido! of Ireland
None knew him but to love him
None named him but TO praise"
Naturally of warm and ardent tcnl-
permanent, with heart glowing with pa
triotism, and soul fired with the wrongs
and wretchcdneSs of his country--oh! is
il any 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--convict-
to be executed. He delivered fine speech
before the court, which has and will be
preserved for ages yet come.
Twas the evening Of lovely day-the
last day for the noble and Inflated Emmett.
A young lady stood at the castle gate and
desired admittance into the dungeon. She
was closely yelled and the keeper could
not imagine who she was, nor why one
of such naughty bearing should be an
humble suppliant at the prison door. How
ever he granted the boon--led her to the
dungcon-opened the massive iron door,
then closed 1t agan-and The lovers were
alone. He was leaning against the prison
wall with downcast head and ms arms
were folded on his breast. Gently She
raised the vel! from her iacc, and i.mmet
turned to gaze upon all that earth con
tanned for hlm-the SIri Who,e sunny brow
in the days OF ooynood hPd Decn his polar
star-the maiden, VINO mad sometimes MADE
him think 1.-The world was all sun SHINE p.
The clankng OF the heavy CHAINS sounded
like death kneII to her ears ana she wopi
like q enid Eh'i''c' Sa'u oH' Nue. fC' ~ /
feelings held silent mcctlng-such meet .
ing, methnks, as Is held IN 1iCaNcn, only |
there we part no more. In n. NV voice |
he besought her not to forget h'm when
the cold grave rece'Veo MS "0"! lie Sio"e
OF hy-gone daYS-'hc haPP! ""o's u c"''.- /
hood, when ms hopes were oF.-n' an"
glorious ana he cohc'udcd .! req nesting
her sometimes to VISIT Tue places an" scenes
that were haIoWed 10 ms mGhlor! from
the days OF infancy ana 'hou9n inc "'''u
might pronounce his haLlo WIN scoIn ana
contempt on! ne Prayca shc "ou'u sun
cling to HIM VITA aliecuoil, ana reH'Gti'OGr
hm when all otheFS snou'd forget i'N,
the church Oe'I sounded ana rI nc 'e'''TLIioe'u
the time OF execution. LUG 'uFnNe! Gu.
tered, and after aasnlhs a 'eor l:o" Ms
eyc--he SePar"'ca iue'Ii iI"r c ,,', Gu, 'unE
am In ~lfsC H.