GOETZ: K-180 Execution of Sir Roger Casement, 1916

cacheman

K-180 THE EXECUTION OF SIR ROGER CASEMENT (Casement’s Hinrichtung), 1916, Cast FE, 57.2mm, Wt.43.0g. UNC.

Sir Roger Casement, British Consul-General of Irish birth was hanged for treason after he returned in German submarine from Germany where he had gone to obtain German aid for the Irish rebellion of 1916.

Obverse: Inscription, “Englands Tantendrang” (England’s urge for activity). Highlander tightens rope around the bound and shackled Casement.

Reverse: Inscription in border, “Eduard III tote Hand legt den Strang ums Ireland” (The dead hand of Edward III puts a rope around Ireland, August 3, 1916. Pictured is a torture chamber still-life. A spider spins its web around implements of torture and a book titled, “English Gesetz vm. 1351” (English Laws of 1351) which refers to the law used to convict Casement. Skull, snakes, rat sit upon the floor.

AuldFartte

Nothing subtle about that message, is there ???

Garneteye

What type of metal?

Dan

cacheman

Iron.

Aethelred

Neat one!

1jester

pretty trippy!

oldshep

Made of iron!! Must be a struck medal but it looks cast - takes a lot of heat to cast iron.
Shep

cacheman

It's cast shep, Just like 99% of my collection....

Clankeye

In honor of Sir Roger Casement:
(Author unknown)

BANNA STRAND

'Twas on Good Friday morning,
All in the month of May,
A German Ship was signalling,
Beyond out in the Bay,
We had twenty thousand rifles
All ready for to land,
But no answering signal did come
From the lonely Banna Strand.

"No signal answers from the shore",
Sir Roger sadly said,
"No comrades here to meet me,
Alas, they must be dead,
But I must do my duty
And at once I mean to land",
So in a small boat rowed ashore
On the lovely Banna Strand.

Now the R.I.C. were hunting
For Sir Roger high and low,
They found him in McKenna's fort;
Said they: "You are our foe",
Said he: "I'm Roger Casement,
I came to my native land,
I mean to free my countrymen
On the lonely Banna Strand.

They took Sir Roger prisoner,
And sailed for London town,
And in the Tower they laid him,
A traitor to the Crown;
Said he "I am no traitor",
But his trial he had to stand,
For bringing German rifles
To the lonely Banna Strand.

'Twas in an English prison
That they led him to his death,
"I'm dying for my country"
He said with his last breath,
They buried him in British soil
Far from his native land,
And the wild waves sing his requiem
On the lonely Banna Strand.

They took Sir Roger home again
In the year of '65,
And with his comrades of '16
In peace and tranquil lies,
His last fond wish, it is fulfilled
For to lie in his native land,
And the waves will roll in peace again
On the lonely Banna Strand.

laurentyvan

Clankeye, it's good to see you on the forums, responding as in days of yore with the wit of bards; poetry- the real language of mankind.

PuddlePirate

An interesting peice representing a very turbulent time.