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1. Robert Emmet's Grave

   

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   Let party strife be crushed, and angry feelings hushed.
   While I sing in praise of one to Ireland's dear.
   Tho he is long since passed away
   Yet his memory lives today.
   And will for countless ages, bright and clear.
   His was a martyr's doom, but nameless in his tomb.
   No sculptured praise in marble o'er him lies
   But we know the work he's done, and the martyr's crown he won.
   His is the fame that never, never dies.

   Chorus
   Oh' But when freedon has dawned on the land of his birth
   When Ireland takes her place mongst the nations of earth.
   they we'll write his epitaph, her lies the brave
   The dauntless Robert Emmett in a patriot's grave. -
   When Irish hopes were dead, every vestige of them fled.
   He with words of burning eloquence burst forth.
   And they spread like living fire, till there rose a new desire.

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Peg Doyle

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Ballon, Co. Carlow