BOLD ROBERT EMMET The struggle is over, the boys are defeated, Old Ireland's surrounded with sadness and gloom, We were defeated and shamefully treated, And I, Robert Emmet, awaiting my doom. Hung, drawn and quartered, sure that was my sentence, My crime is the love of the land I was born in -- A hero I lived and a hero I'll die. Bold Robert Emmet, the darling of Erin, Bold Robert Emmet will die with a smile, Farewell to companions both loyal and daring, I'll lay down my life for the Emerald Isle. The barque lay at anchor awaiting to bring me Over the billows to the land of the free; But I must see my sweetheart for I know she will cheer me, And with her I will sail far over the sea. But I was arrested and cast into prison, Tried as a traitor, a rebel, a spy; But no one can call me a knave or a coward -- A hero I lived and a hero I'll die. Bold Robert Emmet, the darling of Erin, Bold Robert Emmet will die with a smile, Farewell companions both loyal and daring, I'll lay down my life for the Emerald Isle. Hark! the bell's tolling, I well know its meaning, My poor heart tells me it is my death knell; In come the clergy, the warden is leading, I have no friends here to bid me farewell. Goodbye, old Ireland, my parents and sweetheart, Companions in arms, to forget you must try; I am proud of this honour, it was only my duty -- A hero I lived and a hero I'll die. Bold Robert Emmet, the darling of Erin, Bold Robert Emmet will die with a smile, Farewell companions both loyal and daring. I'll lay down my life for the Emerald Isle. -- Tom Maguire (born circa 1870)