As Slow Our Ship (Thomas Moore Poems)
As slow our ship her foamy track Against the wind was cleaving, Her trembling pennant still look'd back To that ...
Thomas Moore Poems (144 Poems)
Drink of This Cup (Thomas Moore Poems)
Drink of this cup; -- you'll find there's a spell in Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; Talk ...
How Oft Has the Benshee Cried (Thomas Moore Poems)
How oft has the Benshee cried, How oft has death untied Bright links that Glory wove, Sweet bonds entwined by ...
My Gentle Harp (Thomas Moore Poems)
My gentle Harp, once more I waken The sweetness of thy slumbering strain; In tears our last farewell was taken, ...
Oh, Could We Do With This World of Ours (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh, could we do with this world of ours As thou dost with thy garden bowers, Reject the weeds and ...
Sing — Sing — Music Was Given (Thomas Moore Poems)
Sing -- sing -- Music was given To brighten the gay, and kindle the loving; Souls here, like planets in ...
The Minstrel Boy (Thomas Moore Poems)
The Minstrel-Boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him; His father's sword he has ...
They Know Not My Heart (Thomas Moore Poems)
They know not my heart, who believe there can be One stain of this earth in its feelings for thee; ...
When First I Met Thee (Thomas Moore Poems)
When first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise ...
As Vanquish’d Erin (Thomas Moore Poems)
As vanquish'd Erin wept beside The Boyne's ill-fated river, She saw where Discord, in the tide, Had dropp'd his loaded ...
Drink To Her (Thomas Moore Poems)
Drink to her who long Hath waked the poet's sigh, The girl who gave to song What gold could never ...
I Saw From the Beach (Thomas Moore Poems)
I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining, A bark o'er the waters move gloriously on; I came ...
Nay, Tell Me Not, Dear (Thomas Moore Poems)
Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns One charm of feeling, one fond regret; Believe me, a few ...
Oh, the Shamrock (Thomas Moore Poems)
Through Erin's Isle To sport awhile As Love and Valour wander'd, With Wit, the sprite, Whose quiver bright A thousand ...
Sing, Sweet Harp (Thomas Moore Poems)
Sing, sweet Harp, oh sing to me Some song of ancient days, Whose sounds, in this sad memory, Long-buried dreams ...
The Mountain Sprite (Thomas Moore Poems)
In yonder valley there dwelt, alone, A youth, whose moments had calmly flown, 'Till spells came o'er him, and, day ...
They May Rail at this Life (Thomas Moore Poems)
They may rail at this life -- from the hour I began it I found it a life full of ...
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 ...
At the Mid Hour of Night (Thomas Moore Poems)
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly To the lone vale we loved, when life ...
Echo (Thomas Moore Poems)
How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far ...
I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime (Thomas Moore Poems)
I saw thy form in youthful prime, Nor thought that pale decay Would steal before the steps of Time, And ...
Ne’er Ask the Hour (Thomas Moore Poems)
Ne'er ask the hour -- what is it to us How Time deals out his treasures? The golden moments lent ...
Oh, the Sight Entrancing (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh, the sight entrancing, When morning's beam is glancing O'er files array'd With helm and blade, And plumes in the ...
Song of Innisfail (Thomas Moore Poems)
They came from a land beyond the sea, And now o'er the western main Set sail, in their good ships, ...
The Night Dance (Thomas Moore Poems)
Strike the gay harp! see the moon is on high, And, as true to her beam as the tides of ...
This Life Is All Chequer’d With Pleasures and Woes (Thomas Moore Poems)
This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes, That chase one another like waves of the deep -- Each ...
Whene’er I See Those Smiling Eyes (Thomas Moore Poems)
Whene'er I see those smiling eyes, So full of hope, and joy, and light, As if no cloud could ever ...
Avenging and Bright (Thomas Moore Poems)
Avenging and bright fall the swift sword of Erin On him who the brave sons of Usna betray'd! -- For ...
Enigma (Thomas Moore Poems)
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
I Wish I Was By That Dim Lake (Thomas Moore Poems)
I wish I was by that dim Lake, Where sinful souls their farewell take Of this vain world, and half-way ...