"Ireland! Land of my fathers. Ireland! Birthplace of my children. Ireland! That shall hold my grave. Ireland! That I l the fondest aspirations, your men are too brave, your women are too beautiful and good, you are too elevated among the nations of the earth, too moral, too religious, to be slaves. I promise you that you shall be free."
This was from a speech by Daniel O'Connell in 1843 during the time that he was the leader of a movement to obtain a separate Parliament for Ireland. Imagine this sort of extemporaneous speaking compared to the mush that gets served up to us today, mostly all canned.