Maxioms by Thomas Moore
Where bastard Freedom waves
Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
Where bastard Freedom waves
Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
Steals timidly away,
Shrinking as violets do in summer's ray.
Steals timidly away,
Shrinking as violets do in summer's ray.
Oh, for a tongue to curse the slave
Whose treason, like a deadly blight,
Comes o'er the read more
Oh, for a tongue to curse the slave
Whose treason, like a deadly blight,
Comes o'er the councils of the brave,
And blasts them in their hour of might!
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious and free,
First flower of the earth, and first gem read more
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious and free,
First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
