252 Tom Moore. 
the world, but which Mr. Hughes, Vicar of Staverton, Devon, has 
supplied :— 
“ Little May Fly, 
The sun’s in the sky, 
The dew is upon the flower ; 
The beautiful bee 
Hums round the tree, 
And the bird sings in the bower. 
Little May Fly, 
Both you and I 
Should bless that God in heaven, 
By whom the flower, 
The bee, and the bower, 
For our delight were given.” 
In her last illness her chief pleasure consisted in listening to her 
father’s voice, while he sang to her some of her favourite “‘ Melo- 
dies,” as no living man or woman could sing them. Her body was 
laid to rest in a new tomb in Bromham churchyard in 1829. 
The second boy— John Russell ”—invalided in India, a young 
officer aged 18 years, came home to die at Sloperton in his mother’s 
arms in 1842: while Tom, the eldest—unfortunately too handsome 
and too popular—died in Algeria of consumption, aged 28. Not 
one of his five children survived him: the children of his fertile 
brain alone remain to bear eloquent testimony to his genius. These 
crying words of his diary tell the sad tale:—“ The last of our five 
children is now gone; and we are left desolate and alone: not a 
single relative have I now left in the world! ” 
Tom Moore had been born and brought up a Roman Catholic and 
continued such throughout his lifé. At the same time he was 
exceptionally tolerant, and allowed his children to be educated as 
members of the Church of England. We find him frequently 
attending services in Westminster Abbey, possibly attracted by the 
music: and also in Bowood Chapel, which he tells us was opened in 
1823, and where he frequently heard Canon Guthrie and Canon 
Bowles. The latter, “poor dear Bowles,’ as he calls him, was 
afraid of giving offence by a sermon on S. Peter, when preaching 
