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Bold Robert Emmet
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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,
But soon I will show them no coward am I.
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 Ireland,
Bold Robert Emmet will die with a smile,
Farewell 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 wish 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 man can call me a knave or a coward
A hero I lived and a hero I´ll die.

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 warder 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 the honour, it was only my duty-
A hero I lived and a hero I´ll die.
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