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 ...
Thomas Moore Poems (144 Poems)
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 ...
No, Not More Welcome (Thomas Moore Poems)
No, not more welcome the fairy numbers Of music fall on the sleeper's ear, When half awaking from fearful slumbers, ...
Oh, Ye Dead! (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh, ye Dead! oh, ye Dead! whom we know by the light you give From your cold gleaming eyes, though ...
Song of the Battle Eve (Thomas Moore Poems)
(Time -- the Ninth Century) To-morrow, comrade, we On the battle-plain must be, There to conquer, or both lie low! ...
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 ...
Though Humble the Banquet (Thomas Moore Poems)
Though humble the banquet to which I invite thee, Thou'lt find there the best a poor bard can command; Eyes, ...
Where is the Slave (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh, where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at first, Would pine ...
Befire the Battle (Thomas Moore Poems)
By the hope within us springing, Herald of to-morrow's strife; By that sun, whose light is bringing Chains or freedom, ...
Erin! The Tear and the Smile in Thine Eyes (Thomas Moore Poems)
Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes Blend like the rainbow that hangs in thy skies, Shining through ...
I’d Mourn the Hopes (Thomas Moore Poems)
I'd mourn the hopes that leave me, If thy smiles had left me too; I'd weep when friends deceive me, ...
Ode to the Goddess Ceres (Thomas Moore Poems)
Dear Goddess of Corn, whom the ancients we know, (Among other odd whims of those comical bodies,) Adorn'd with somniferous ...
Omens (Thomas Moore Poems)
When daylight was yet sleeping under the pillow, And stars in the heavens still lingering shone, Young Kitty, all blushing, ...
St. Senanus and the Lady (Thomas Moore Poems)
St. Senanus "On! haste, and leave this sacred isle, Unholy bark, ere morning smile; For on thy deck, though dark ...
The Parallel (Thomas Moore Poems)
Yes, sad one of Sion, if closely resembling, In shame and in sorrow, thy wither'd-up heart -- If drinking deep, ...
Though the Last Glimpse of Erin With Sorrow I See (Thomas Moore Poems)
Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In ...
While Gazing on the Moon’s Light (Thomas Moore Poems)
While gazing on the moon's light, A moment from her smile I turn'd, To look at orbs that, more bright, ...
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, ...
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 ...
If Thou’lt Be Mine (Thomas Moore Poems)
If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air, Of earth, and sea, shall lie at thy feet; Whatever in Fancy's ...
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, ...
On Music (Thomas Moore Poems)
When through life unblest we rove, Losing all that made life dear, Should some notes we used to love, In ...
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 ...
The Prince’s Day (Thomas Moore Poems)
Though dark are our sorrows, today we'll forget them, And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers: There ...
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 ...
While History’s Muse (Thomas Moore Poems)
While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius ...
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 ...
Eveleen’s Bower (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! weep for the hour, When to Eveleen's bower, The Lord of the Valley with false vows came; The moon ...
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 ...