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 ...
Avenging and bright fall the swift sword of Erin On him who the brave sons of Usna betray'd! -- For ...
Silence is in our festal halls -- Sweet son of song! thy course is o'er; In vain on thee sad ...
Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of Silence had hung o'er thee long. ...
Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well, May calm and sunshine long be thine! How fair thou art let others tell -- ...
'Twas a new feeling - something more Than we had dared to own before, Which then we hid not; We ...
The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As ...
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
OFT, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around ...
Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour That awakens the night-song of mirth in your bower, Then think of the ...
Though dark are our sorrows, today we'll forget them, And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers: There ...
Fill the bumper fair! Every drop we sprinkle O'er the brow of Care Smooths away a wrinkle. Wit's electric flame ...
The valley lay smiling before me, Where lately I left her behind; Yet I trembled, and something hung o'er me, ...
Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, ...
The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking, The night's long hours still find me thinking Of thee, thee, only thee. ...
Go where glory waits thee, But while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me. When the praise thou meetest To ...
This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes, That chase one another like waves of the deep -- Each ...
How oft has the Benshee cried, How oft has death untied Bright links that Glory wove, Sweet bonds entwined by ...
We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast, Who but sips of a sweet, and then ...
I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining, A bark o'er the waters move gloriously on; I came ...
Whene'er I see those smiling eyes, So full of hope, and joy, and light, As if no cloud could ever ...
I'd mourn the hopes that leave me, If thy smiles had left me too; I'd weep when friends deceive me, ...
Wreath the bowl With flowers of soul, The brightest Wit can find us, We'll take a flight Towards heaven to-night, ...
Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove; When my dream of life, from morn till ...
My gentle Harp, once more I waken The sweetness of thy slumbering strain; In tears our last farewell was taken, ...
Ne'er ask the hour -- what is it to us How Time deals out his treasures? The golden moments lent ...
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
Oft, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around ...
As slow our ship her foamy track Against the wind was cleaving, Her trembling pennant still look'd back To that ...
'Twas a new feeling - something more Than we had dar'd to own before, Which then we hid not; We ...
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