Wreath the Bowl (Thomas Moore Poems)
Wreath the bowl With flowers of soul, The brightest Wit can find us, We'll take a flight Towards heaven to-night, ...
Wreath the bowl With flowers of soul, The brightest Wit can find us, We'll take a flight Towards heaven to-night, ...
As one put drunk into the Packet-boat, Tom May was hurry'd hence and did not know't. But was amaz'd on ...
Sleep, sleep, my beloved, without worry, without fear, although my soul does not sleep, although I do not rest. Sleep, ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown'd, Gods Reconcil'd Decree, ...
So swift the hours are moving Unto the time unproved: Farewell my love unloving, Farewell my love beloved! What! are ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
On the Victory Obtained by Blake over the Spaniards in the Bay of Santa Cruz, in the Island of Tenerife, ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
The wanton Troopers riding by Have shot my Faun and it will dye. Ungentle men! They cannot thrive To kill ...
LOVE is enough: though the World be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though ...
See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves to lie, And there ...
Love is enough: though the World be a-waning And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though ...
To the Lord Fairfax. See how the arched Earth does here Rise in a perfect Hemisphere! The stiffest Compass could ...
Love is enough: ho ye who seek saving, Go no further; come hither; there have been who have found it, ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...
Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make ...
A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector That Providence which had so long the care ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
OH how comely it is and how reviving To the Spirits of just men long opprest! When God into the ...
Mine is a body that should die at sea! And have for a grave, instead of a grave Six feet ...
The room is full of you!-As I came in And closed the door behind me, all at once A something ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
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