When He Who Adores Thee (Thomas Moore Poems)
When he, who adores thee, has left but the name Of his fault and his sorrows behind, Oh! say wilt ...
When he, who adores thee, has left but the name Of his fault and his sorrows behind, Oh! say wilt ...
Night closed around the conqueror's way, And lightnings show'd the distant hill, Where those who lost that dreadful day Stood ...
Come with me, and we will blow Lots of bubbles, as we go; Bubbles bright as ever Hope Drew from ...
By that Lake, whose gloomy shore Sky-lark never warbles o'er, Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin ...
Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er the morning fleet? Too fast have those young days faded That, ...
Let Erin remember the days of old, Ere her faithless sons betray'd her; When Malachi wore the collar of gold, ...
Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove; When my dream of life, from morn till ...
Oh! Arranmore, loved Arranmore, How oft I dream of thee, And of those days when, by thy shore, I wander'd ...
Oh! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you ...
When through life unblest we rove, Losing all that made life dear, Should some notes we used to love, In ...
Sing, sweet Harp, oh sing to me Some song of ancient days, Whose sounds, in this sad memory, Long-buried dreams ...
They came from a land beyond the sea, And now o'er the western main Set sail, in their good ships, ...
Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well, May calm and sunshine long be thine! How fair thou art let others tell -- ...
'TWAS one of those dreams, that by music are brought, Like a bright summer haze, o'er the poet's warm thought ...
When first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise ...
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