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TO THE

MARQUIS OF LANSDOWNE,

IN GRATEFUL REMEMBRANCE OF

NEARLY FORTY YEARS OF MUTUAL ACQUAINTANCE AND FRIENDSHIP,

Chese Volumes

ARE INSCRIBED,

WITH THE SINCEREST FEELINGS OF AFFECTION AND RESPECT,

BY

THOMAS MOORE.

Biographical and Literary notices of the Author.

THE LOVES OF THE ANGELS.

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Preface.....

A Temple to Friendship. (Spanish Air)..

Flow on, thou shining river. (Portuguese Air).

(Indian Air)..

All that's bright must fade.
Those evening bells. (AIR.-The Bells of St. Petersburgh)
So warmly we met. (Hungarian Air)....
Should those fond hopes. (Portuguese Air)
Reason, Folly, and Beauty. (Italian Air)

Fare thee well, thou lovely one! (Sicilian Air)

Dost thou remember. (Portuguese Air)

Oh, come to me when daylight sets. (Venetian Air.).
Oft, in the stilly night. (Scotch Air)

Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing. (Russian Air)
Love and Hope. (Swiss Air)
There comes a time. (German Air)
My harp has one unchanging theme.
Oh, no-not even when first we loved.
Peace be around thee. (Scotch Air)..
Common Sense and Genius. (French Air)..
Then fare thee well. (Old English Air).
Gayly sounds the castanet. (Maltese Air).
Love a hunter-boy. (Languedocian Air)
Come, chase that starting tear away. (French Air)
Joys of Youth, how fleeting. (Portuguese Air).
Hear me but once. (French Air).

When Love was a child. (Swedish Air)..

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IX. I pray thee, by the gods above...

X. How am I to punish thee....

XI. "Tell me, gentle youth, I pray thee".

XII. They tell how Atys, wild with love....

XIII. I will, I will, the conflict's past...

XIV. Count me, on the summer trees..

XV. Tell me, why, my sweetest dove..

XVI. Thou, whose soft and rosy hues

XVII. And now, with all thy pencil's truth

XVIII. Now the star of day is high..

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XIX. Here recline you, gentle maid.

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XX. One day the Muses twined the hands..

XXI. Observe when mother earth is dry

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XXII. The Phrygian rock, that braves the storm...... 189

XXIII. I often wish this languid lyre.....

XXIV. To all that breathe the air of heaven

XXV. Once in each revolving year

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XXVI. Thy harp may sing of Troy's alarm

XXVII. We read the flying courser's name.

XXVIII. As, by his Lemnian forge's flame

XXIX. Yes-loving is a painful thrill

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XXX. 'Twas in a mocking dream of night

XXXI. Arm'd with hyacinthine rod

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XXXII. Strew me a fragrant bed of leaves............

XXXIII. 'Twas noon of night, when round the pole

XXXIV. Oh thou, of all creation blest....

XXXV. Cupid once upon a bed

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XXXVI. If hoarded gold possess'd the power..

XXXVII. Twas night, and many a circling bowl

XXXVIII. Let us drain the nectar's bowl....

XXXIX. How I love the festive boy

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XL. I know that Heaven hath sent me here

XLI. When Spring adorns the dewy scene..

XLII. Yes, be the glorious revel mine..

XLIII. While our rosy fillets shed...

XLIV. Buds of roses, virgin flowers...

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XLV. Within this goblet, rich and deep..

XLVI. Behold the young, the rosy Spring.

XLVII. 'Tis true, my fading years decline.

XLVIII. When my thirsty soul I steep

XLIX. When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy.

L. When wine I quaff, before my eyes.

LI. Fly not thus, my brow of snow

LII. Away, away, ye men of rules

LIII. When I behold the festive train

LIV. Methinks, the pictured bull we see..

LV. While we invoke the wreathed spring.

LVI. He, who instructs the youthful crew..

LVII. Whose was the artist-hand that spread.

LVIII. When Gold, as fleet as zephyr's pinion

LIX. Ripen'd by the solar beam..

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LX. Awake to life, my sleeping shell

LXI. Youth's endearing charms are fled

LXII. Fill me, boy, as deep a draught

LXIII. To Love, the soft and blooming child

LXIV. Haste thee, nymph, whose well-aim'd spear

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LXV. Like some wanton filly sporting...

LXVI. To thee, the Queen of nymphs divine

LXVII. Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn ....

LXVIII. Now Neptune's mouth our sky deforms

LXIX. They wove the lotus band to deck

LXX. A broken cake with honey sweet

LXXI. With twenty chords my lyre is hung

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I. I saw the smiling bard of pleasure..
II. Give me the harp of epic song....
III. Listen to the Muse's lyre

IV. Vulcan hear your glorious task..
V. Sculptor, wouldst thou glad my soul.
VI. As late I sought the spangled bowers
VII. The women tell me every day
VIII. I care not for the idle state

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