Desmond’s Song (Thomas Moore Poems)
By the Feal's wave benighted, No star in the skies, To thy door by Love lighted, I first saw those ...
By the Feal's wave benighted, No star in the skies, To thy door by Love lighted, I first saw those ...
Fill the bumper fair! Every drop we sprinkle O'er the brow of Care Smooths away a wrinkle. Wit's electric flame ...
Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, ...
In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown, And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin, When ...
My gentle Harp, once more I waken The sweetness of thy slumbering strain; In tears our last farewell was taken, ...
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
Oh! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you ...
One bumper at parting! -- though many Have circled the board since we met, The fullest, the saddest of any ...
Quick! we have but a second, Fill round the cup while you may; For time, the churl, hath beckon'd, And ...
Tis sweet to think that, where'er we rove, We are sure to find something blissful and dear, And that, when ...
I've oft been told by learned friars, That wishing and the crime are one, And Heaven punishes desires As much ...
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, ...
As slow our ship her foamy track Against the wind was cleaving, Her trembling pennant still look'd back To that ...
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