Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.
I confess that I do not see what good it does to fulminate against the English tyranny while the Roman tyranny occupies the palace of the soul.
There's no friends like the old friends.
If there is any difficulty in what I write, it is because of the material I use. The thought is always simple.
I care not if I live but a day and a night, so long as my deeds live after me.
Wipe your glosses with what you know.