Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1843-07-01


The last fam, cold embrace;
The latest kiss my love may print
Upon her lovely face.
Ay-bear her from my sight
The bitterness is past
But We: charge my spirit leaves,
dying one-the last!
Oh! bid her love my name
Through death, infamy and shame.
Ia reading the history of i'll fated Ireland, how
often does the heart turn, sick of the bloody
and murders, 10 the simple and touching incidents
that adorn the lives of those, whose daring and
mighty deeds stand record of chivalry and
patriotism uPoC the brightest page of the annals
of tho world. When the mind becomes diseased
and care-worn in contemplating the bloody trans
actions of the battle field. and the wFanglings Of
the council chamber, with what transport and Joy
it leaves them to mediate the fine affections
and amiable attributes of the inner man. and
ponder scenes where glove and death" have
sorrowful meetings.
ROBERT EMNEr, was celebrated LAWYER and
statesman of Ireland. During that struggle for
independence, he stood foremost on the forum and
in the field for the liberty of his native country.
He was the idol of Ireland
ssNone knew him bu, love him.
None named him but TO praise.'
Naturally of warm and ardent temperament,
with q heart glowing with patriotism, and a soul
fred with the wrongs and wretchedness of his
country is II any marvel that he stepped forth
in her darkes. hour, and swors upon the altar Of
L recon tnat MS COunIryTnen snould nave tneir
liberty, he would pour out his hearts blood in
the cause Unfortunately he was betrayed by his
euemies-convicted ot the crime OF treason and
sentenced 10 be executed He delivered fine
speech before the court, which has and will be
preserved for ages yet 10 come
Twas the evening of lovely day-the last
day for the noble and i'll fated Emmett. A young
lady stood IN The castle gate and desired admit
lance into the dungeon She was closely yelled
and the keeper could not imagine who che was,
nor why one of such naughty bearing should be
an humble suppliant at the prison door. Howev
err, he granted the boon-led her to the dungeon
opened the massive iron door, then closed ii
agsn--and the lovers were alone. He was lean
ing against the prison wall with downoast head
and his arms were folded on his breast. Gently
she raised The veil from ner face, and Emset tur-
ned to gazs upon all that earth contained for him
the girl whose sunny brow in the days of boy
hood had been his polar star--the maiden, who
had sometimes made him think "he world was all
sunshine" The clanking of the heavy chains
sounded like death knel to her and she
wep, like child. Emmett said but little, We, he
pressed her warmly to his bosom, and their feel
ings held silent meeiing-such a meeting me
/ thinks, as is held in Heaven only there parl
no more. In a low voice ne besought her not &c
/ forget him hen the cold grave received his body
/ he spoke of by gone days--the happy hours Of
! childhood when his hopes were bright and giori-
Gus, and he concluded by requesting her some
/ times to visit the places and scenes that were
halIoved to bis memory from the days OF infancy
and though the worii might pronounce his mans
with scorn and contempt, Oh! be prayed she would
sill! cling 10 him with affection and remember hin
/ when al others should forget. Hark! the church
bell sounded. and he remembered the time OF ex
ecution. The turnkey entered and after dashin!
a tear from his eye--he separated them from thei
i long embrace--and he led the lady from The dun
geon. At the entrance she turned and their eye