The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

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Give me the harp of epic song IIL Listen to the Muses lyre IV Vulcan hear your glorious task V Sculptor wouldst thy glad my soul
VIL The women tell me every day VIII I care pot for the idle state IX I pray thee by the gods above
How am I to punish thee XI Tell me gentle youth I pray thee
They tell how Atys wild with love XIII I vill I will the conflicts past
Count me on the summer trees
Tell me why my sweetest dove
Thou whose soft and rosy hues
And now with all thy pencils truth
Now the star of day is high
Here recline you gentle maid XX One day the Muses twind the hands
Observe when mother earth is dry XXII The Phrygian rock that braves the storm
often wish this languid lyre
To all that breathe the air of heaven XXV Once in each revolving year
Thy harp may sing of Troys alarms XXVII We read the flying coursers name XXVIII As by his Lemnian forges flame
Yesloving is a painful thrill
Twas in a mocking dream of night XXXI Armd with hyacinthine
Twas noon of night when round the pole
Ob thou of all creation blest XXXV Cupid once upon a
If hoarded gold possessd the power XXXVII Twas night and many a circling bowl
Let us drain the nectard bowl
How I love the festive boy XI I know that Heaven hath sent me here XLI When Spring adorns the dewy scene XLII Yes be the glorious revel mine
While our rosy fillets shed XLIV Buds of roses virgin Anwers
Within this goblet rich and deep XLVI Behold the young the rosy Spring
Cupid whose lamp has lent the ray Let me resign this wretched breath I know thou lovst a brimming measure I fear that love disturbs my rest
From dread Leucadias frowning steep Mix me child a cup divine
JUVENILE POEMS Preface by the Editor
Dedication to Joseph Atkinson
Fragments of College Exercises Is there no call no consecrating cause Variety To a Boy with a Watch Written for a friend Song
Reuben and Rose A tale of Romance
The Sale of Loves
The Surprise
To the Invisible Girl
To George Morgan Esq of Norfolk Virginia From LETTER V From the Countess Dowager of Ck
To Joseph Atkinson Esq From Bermuda

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Side 172 - 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, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more.
Side 224 - OFT in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Side 187 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Side 241 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Side 222 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells...
Side 173 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Side 348 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Side 177 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
Side 247 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; Neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: But the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, And thy God thy glory. Thy sun shall no more go down; Neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: For the LORD shall be thine everlasting light, And the days of thy mourning shall be ended.
Side 125 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn...

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