Daniel O’Connell on one occasion drew a quarter of a million of people to Tara in 1844, when he held a great two days’ political meeting and gave two brilliant addresses.
Tara is not marked by any marble obelisk to recount its former glories, but it will be held in memory while time lasts on account of Thomas Moore’s world-famed ballad:
“The Harp that once through Tara’s Halls
The soul of music shed
Now hangs as mute on Tara’s walls,
As if that soul were fled.
So sleeps the pride of former days,
So glory’s thrill is o’er,
So hearts that once beat high for praise
Now feel that pulse no more.