The following is taken from the The Morning Chronicle newspaper reporting on a scene from Horsemonger Lane Gaol on 22 February 1803;
As soon as the prisoners were placed on the hurdles, St. George’s Bell tolled for some time. It was about half past eight when the prisoners were brought up to the scaffold one by one.
As soon as the cord was fastened round the neck of one, the second was brought up, and so on till the cords were fastened around the necks of all the seven. Macnamarra was first up. … Graham came second. … Wrattan was the third. … Broughton, the fourth smiled as he ran up the scaffold stairs, but as soon as the rope was fastened round his neck he turned pale and smiled no more. … Wood was the fifth, Francis the sixth. … Colonel Despard was brought up last, dressed in boots, a dark brown great coat, his hair unpowdered.
The Colonel ascended the scaffold with great firmness. His countenance underwent not the slightest change, while the awful ceremony of fastening the rope around his neck and placing the cap over his head was performed. He looked at the multitude assembled with perfect calmness. … The ceremony of fastening the prisoners being finished, the Colonel advanced as near as he could to the edge of the scaffold and made the following speech to the multitude;“Fellow Citizens, I come here, as you see, after having served my country, faithfully, honourably, and usefully, for thirty years and upwards to suffer death upon a scaffold for a crime of which I protest I am not guilty. I solemnly declare that I am no more guilty of it than any of you who are hearing me now. But, though His Majesties’ Ministers know as well as I do, that I am not guilty, yet they avail themselves of a legal pretext to destroy a man because he has been a friend to truth, to liberty, and to justice (there was a considerable huzza from part of the populace the nearest to him). Because he had been a friend to the poor, and to the oppressed. But, Citizens, I hope and trust notwithstanding my fate, and the fate of those who will no doubt follow me, that the principles of freedom, of humanity, and of justice, will finally triumph over falsehood, tyranny and desolation, and every principle hostile to the interests of the human race. And now, having said this, I have little more to add … except to bid you all health, happiness and freedom, which I have endeavoured as far as was in my power, to procure for you and for mankind in general.”
The Clergyman now shook hands with each of them. Colonel Despard bowed, and seemed to thank him as he shook hands with him. The executioners pulled the caps over the faces of the unhappy persons, and descended the scaffold. Most of them exclaimed ‘Lord Jesus, receive our souls’. … The most awful silence prevailed, and the thousands present all looked upon the seven.
As seven minutes before nine o’clock the signal was given, the platform dropped, and they were all launched into eternity! Colonel Despard had not one struggle, twice he opened and clenched his hands together convulsively until he stirred no more. … After hanging about half an hour till they were quite dead, they were cut down. Colonel Despard was first cut down, his body placed upon saw dust, and his head on a block. After his coat had been taken off, his head was severed from his body by a person engaged on purpose to perform that ceremony. The executioner then took the head by the hair, and carrying it up to the view of the parapet on the right hand side, held it up to the view of the populace and exclaimed “This is the head of a traitor, Edward Marcus Despard”.
 The Morning Chronicle (London, England), Tuesday, February 22, 1803.