human
They slander thee sorely, who say thy vows are frail-- Hadst thou been a false one, thy cheek had look'd less pale, They say too, so long thou hast worn those lingering chains, That deep in thy heart they have printed their servile stains-- Oh! foul is the slander--no chain could that soul subdue-- Where shineth _thy_ spirit, there liberty shineth too!
gpt
Dark Rosaleen or
human
Kathleen ni Houlihan, to whom the passion is addressed. The third of this remarkable group has been quoted already: it is Moore's rebuke to Ireland, or to O'Connell,
gpt
The dream of those days when first I sung thee is o'er