Thomas Moore

"In days, my Kate, when life was new,     When, lulled with innocence and you,     I heard, in home's beloved shade,     The din the world at di"

"When Spring adorns the dewy scene,     How sweet to walk the velvet green,     And hear the west wind's gentle sighs,     As o'er the scented m"

"Said his Highness to Ned,[1] with that grim face of his,         "Why refuse us the Veto, dear Catholic Neddy?"     "Because, Sir," said Ned, lo"

"Paris.     At length, my Lord, I have the bliss     To date to you a line from this     "Demoralized" metropolis;     Where, by plebeians low"

"Down in yon summer vale,         Where the rill flows.     Thus said a Nightingale         To his loved Rose:--     "Tho' rich the pleasures"

""Then I heard one saint speaking, and another saint said unto that saint,"     St. Sinclair rose and declared in smooth,     That he w"

"Hymen, late, his love-knots selling,     Called at many a maiden's dwelling:     None could doubt, who saw or knew them,     Hymen's call was w"

"Remember'st thou that setting sun,         The last I saw with thee,     When loud we heard the evening gun     Peal o'er the twilight sea?"

"Gia era in loco ove s'udia l'rimbombo             Dell' acqua. DANTE.     From rise of morn till set of sun     I've seen the mighty"

"Rose of the Desert! thou, whose blushing ray,     Lonely and lovely, fleets unseen away;     No hand to cull thee, none to woo thy sigh,--"

"After a Conversation with Lord John Russell, in which he had intimated some Idea of giving up all political Pursuits.     What! thou, with thy gen"

"pauca nunciate meae puellae.     Comrades and friends! with whom, where'er         The fates have willed thro' life I've roved,     Now speed ye"

"Scripta manet.     'Twas graved on the Stone of Destiny,[1]     In letters four and letters three;     And ne'er did the King of the"

"Is it not sweet, beloved youth,         To rove through Erudition's bowers,     And cull the golden fruits of truth,         And gather Fancy's"

"Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine e"

"My banks are all furnished with rags, So thick, even Freddy can't thin 'em; I've torn up my old money-bags, Having little or nought to put in 'em. My"

"The Ghost of Miltiades came at night, And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite, And he said, in a voice, that thrill'd the frame, "If ever the sound"

"Silent, oh Moyle, be the roar of thy water, Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose, While, murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter Tell's to"

"The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing. Tho' Wisdom oft has sought me"

"Last night, as lonely o'er my fire I sat,     Thinking of cues, starts, exits, and--all that,     And wondering much what little knavish sprite"

"[1]     'Twas in a mocking dream of night--     I fancied I had wings as light     As a young birds, and flew as fleet;     While Love, around w"

"Angel of Charity, who, from above,         Comest to dwell a pilgrim here,     Thy voice is music, thy smile is love,         And Pity's soul i"

"If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air,         Of earth, and sea, shall lie at thy feet;     Whatever in Fancy's eye looks fair,         Or"

"Sublime was the warning that Liberty spoke,     And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke     Into life and revenge from the conqueror's cha"

"'Twas on the Red Sea coast, at morn, we met     The venerable man;[1] a healthy bloom     Mingled its softness with the vigorous thought     Th"

""She has beauty, but still you must keep your heart cool;         "She has wit, but you mustn't be caught, so;"     Thus Reason advises, but Rea"

"Lord Byron's Memoirs, written by himself.--Reflections, when about to read them.     Let me a moment--ere with fear and hope     Of gloomy, glorio"

"PROEM.     Tho' soldiers are the true supports,     The natural allies of Courts,     Woe to the Monarch, who depends     Too much on his red"

"So warmly we met and so fondly we parted,         That which was the sweeter even I could not tell,--     That first look of welcome her sunny e"

"Up, sailor boy, 'tis day!         The west wind blowing,         The spring tide flowing,     Summon thee hence away.     Didst thou not hear"

"The darkness that hung upon Willumberg's walls         Had long been remembered with awe and dismay;     For years not a sunbeam had played in i"

"Oh, have you heard what hapt of late?         If not, come lend an ear,     While sad I state the piteous fate         Of the Reverend Pamphlet"

"For thee alone I brave the boundless deep,     Those eyes my light through every distant sea;     My waking thoughts, the dream that gilds my sl"

"Nobilitas sola est atque unica virtus.--JUV.     Mark those proud boasters of a splendid line,     Like gilded ruins, mouldering while they shine,"

"Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish,         Come, at God's altar fervently kneel;     Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your a"

"So gently in peace Alcibiades smiled,         While in battle he shone forth so terribly grand,     That the emblem they graved on his seal, was"

"With triumph, this morning, oh Boston! I hail     The stir of thy deck and the spread of thy sail,     For they tell me I soon shall be wafted,"

"The turf shall be my fragrant shrine;     My temple, LORD! that Arch of thine;     My censer's breath the mountain airs,     And silent thought"

"According to some learned opinions     The Irish once were Carthaginians;     But trusting to more late descriptions     I'd rather say they we"

""Cio che si perde qui, l si raguna."             ARIOSTO.             "---a valley, where he sees             Things that on earth we"

"No--leave my heart to rest, if rest it may,     When youth, and love, and hope, have past away.     Couldst thou, when summer hours are fled,"

"When Gold, as fleet as zephyr's' pinion,     Escapes like any faithless minion,[1]     And flies me (as he flies me ever),[2]     Do I pursue h"

"When abroad in the world thou appearest.         And the young and the lovely are there,     To my heart while of all thou'rt the dearest."

""I never gave a kiss (says Prue),         "To naughty man, for I abhor it."     She will not give a kiss, 'tis true;         She'll take one th"

"Love had a fever--ne'er could close         His little eyes till day was breaking;     And wild and strange enough, Heaven knows,         The t"

"---- vo cercand' io,             Donna quant' e possibile in altrui             La desiata vostra forma vera."

"Now the star of day is high,     Fly, my girls, in pity fly.     Bring me wine in brimming urns     Cool my lip, it burns, it burns!     Sunne"

"WRITTEN AT NORFOLK, IN VIRGINIA.             "They tell of a young man, who lost his mind upon the death of a girl he loved, and who, suddenly"

""He healeth the broken in heart and bindeth up their wounds,"             --Psalm. cxlvii. 3.     Oh Thou who dry'st the mourner's tea"

"See you, beneath yon cloud so dark, Fast gliding along a gloomy bark? Her sails are full,--though the wind is still, And there blows not a breath her"

"--altum aedificat caput."             JUVENAL     1826.     Hail, reverent Hat!--sublime mid all         The minor felts that round"

"If in loving, singing, night and day     We could trifle merrily life away,     Like atoms dancing in the beam,     Like day-flies skimming o'e"

"When erst, my Southey, thy tuneful tongue     The terrible tale of Thalaba sung--     Of him, the Destroyer, doomed to rout     That grim divan"

"The young May moon is beaming, love,     The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love,          How sweet to rove          Through Morna's grove,"

"FROM THE SAME TO THE SAME.     Memphis.     'Tis true, alas--the mysteries and the lore     I came to study on this, wondrous shore.     Ar"

"I know that Heaven hath sent me here,     To run this mortal life's career;     The scenes which I have journeyed o'er,     Return no more--ala"

"Strike the gay harp! see the moon is on high,         And, as true to her beam as the tides of the ocean,     Young hearts, when they feel the s"

""And Miriam, the Prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her band; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with"

"[1]     (WRITTEN MAY, 1832.)     All, as he left it!--even the pen,         So lately at that mind's command,     Carelessly lying, as if then"

"Fly not thus my brow of snow,     Lovely wanton! fly not so.     Though the wane of age is mine,     Though youth's brilliant flush be thine,"