Omens (Thomas Moore Poems)
When daylight was yet sleeping under the pillow, And stars in the heavens still lingering shone, Young Kitty, all blushing, ...
Thomas Moore Poems on Youth (31 Poems)
And Doth Not a Meeting Like This (Thomas Moore Poems)
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
Quick! We Have But a Second (Thomas Moore Poems)
Quick! we have but a second, Fill round the cup while you may; For time, the churl, hath beckon'd, And ...
Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms (Thomas Moore Poems)
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, ...
Remember Thee! (Thomas Moore Poems)
Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart, It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art; More ...
By That Lake, Whose Gloomy Shore (Thomas Moore Poems)
By that Lake, whose gloomy shore Sky-lark never warbles o'er, Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin ...
She Sung of Love (Thomas Moore Poems)
She sung of Love, while o'er her lyre The rosy rays of evening fell, As if to feed with their ...
Dialogue Between a Sovereign and a One-Pound Note (Thomas Moore Poems)
Said a Sov'reign to a Note, In the pocket of my coat, Where they met in a neat purse of ...
Sublime Was the Warning (Thomas Moore Poems)
Sublime was the warning that liberty spoke, And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke Into life and revenge from ...
Echo (Thomas Moore Poems)
How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far ...
The Fortune-Teller (Thomas Moore Poems)
Down in the valley come meet me to-night, And I'll tell you your fortune truly As ever 'twas told, by ...
Erin, Oh Erin (Thomas Moore Poems)
Like the bright lamp, that shone in Kildare's holy fane, And burn'd through long ages of darkness and storm, Is ...
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 ...
Fill the Bumper Fair (Thomas Moore Poems)
Fill the bumper fair! Every drop we sprinkle O'er the brow of Care Smooths away a wrinkle. Wit's electric flame ...
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 ...
Has Sorrow Thy Young Days Shaded (Thomas Moore Poems)
Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er the morning fleet? Too fast have those young days faded That, ...
The Origin of the Harp (Thomas Moore Poems)
Tis believed that this Harp, which I wake now for thee Was a Siren of old, who sung under the ...
In the Morning of Life (Thomas Moore Poems)
In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown, And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin, When ...
The Song of O’Ruark, Prince of Breffni (Thomas Moore Poems)
The valley lay smiling before me, Where lately I left her behind; Yet I trembled, and something hung o'er me, ...
Love and the Novice (Thomas Moore Poems)
"Here we dwell, in holiest bowers, Where angels of light o'er our orisans bend; Where sighs of devotion and breathings ...
The Young May Moon (Thomas Moore Poems)
The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna's grove, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Ode to the Sublime Porte (Thomas Moore Poems)
Great Sultan, how wise are thy state compositions! And oh, above all, I admire that Decree, In which thou command'st, ...
Tis Gone, And For Ever (Thomas Moore Poems)
'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking, Like Heaven's first dawn o'er the sleep of the dead ...
O’Donohue’s Mistress (Thomas Moore Poems)
Of all the fair months, that round the sun In light-link'd dance their circles run, Sweet May, shine thou for ...
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 ...
Oh! Arranmore, Loved Arranmore (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! Arranmore, loved Arranmore, How oft I dream of thee, And of those days when, by thy shore, I wander'd ...
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 ...
Oh! Think Not My Spirits Are Always As Light (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you ...