Befire the Battle (Thomas Moore Poems)
By the hope within us springing, Herald of to-morrow's strife; By that sun, whose light is bringing Chains or freedom, ...
By the hope within us springing, Herald of to-morrow's strife; By that sun, whose light is bringing Chains or freedom, ...
While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius ...
By that Lake, whose gloomy shore Sky-lark never warbles o'er, Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin ...
Said Cotton to Corn, t'other day, As they met and exchang'd salute-- (Squire Corn in his carriage so gay, Poor ...
Like the bright lamp, that shone in Kildare's holy fane, And burn'd through long ages of darkness and storm, Is ...
Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour That awakens the night-song of mirth in your bower, Then think of the ...
From this hour the pledge is given, From this hour my soul is thine: Come what will, from earth of ...
Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er the morning fleet? Too fast have those young days faded That, ...
I wish I was by that dim Lake, Where sinful souls their farewell take Of this vain world, and half-way ...
I'd mourn the hopes that leave me, If thy smiles had left me too; I'd weep when friends deceive me, ...
If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air, Of earth, and sea, shall lie at thy feet; Whatever in Fancy's ...
Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove; When my dream of life, from morn till ...
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
Oh! had we some bright little isle of our own, In a blue summer ocean, far off and alone, Where ...
Night closed around the conqueror's way, And lightnings show'd the distant hill, Where those who lost that dreadful day Stood ...
Though dark are our sorrows, today we'll forget them, And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers: There ...
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
As vanquish'd Erin wept beside The Boyne's ill-fated river, She saw where Discord, in the tide, Had dropp'd his loaded ...
Whene'er I see those smiling eyes, So full of hope, and joy, and light, As if no cloud could ever ...
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