Alone in Crowds to Wander On (Thomas Moore Poems)
Alone in crowds to wander on, And feel that all the charm is gone Which voices dear and eyes beloved ...
Sunday, May 22, 2022
Thomas Moore Poems (144 Poems)
Corn and Catholics (Thomas Moore Poems)
"What! still those two infernal questions, That with our meals our slumbers mix -- That spoil our tempers and digestions ...
Fly Not Yet (Thomas Moore Poems)
Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, ...
Lay His Sword By His Side (Thomas Moore Poems)
Lay his sword by his side -- it hath served him too well Not to rest near his pillow below; ...
Oh! Blame Not the Bard (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers Where Pleasure lies, carelessly smiling at Fame; He was ...
Rich and Rare Were the Gems She Wore (Thomas Moore Poems)
Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore; But oh! ...
The Ghost of Miltiades (Thomas Moore Poems)
The Ghost of Miltiades came at night, And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite, And he said, in ...
The Time I’ve Lost In Wooing (Thomas Moore Poems)
The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my ...
Twas One of Those Dreams (Thomas Moore Poems)
'TWAS one of those dreams, that by music are brought, Like a bright summer haze, o'er the poet's warm thought ...
An Argument (Thomas Moore Poems)
I've oft been told by learned friars, That wishing and the crime are one, And Heaven punishes desires As much ...
Cotton and Corn (Thomas Moore Poems)
Said Cotton to Corn, t'other day, As they met and exchang'd salute-- (Squire Corn in his carriage so gay, Poor ...
Forget Not the Field (Thomas Moore Poems)
Forget not the field where they perish'd, The truest, the last of the brave, All gone -- and the bright ...
Lesbia Hath a Beaming Eye (Thomas Moore Poems)
Lesbia hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth; Right and left its arrows fly, But ...
Oh! Breathe Not His Name (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid: Sad, ...
Sail On, Sail On (Thomas Moore Poems)
Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark -- Where'er blows the welcome wind, It cannot lead to scenes more dark, ...
The Harp That Once Through Tara’s Halls (Thomas Moore Poems)
The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As ...
The Wandering Bard (Thomas Moore Poems)
What life like that of the bard can be -- The wandering bard, who roams as free As the mountain ...
War Song (Thomas Moore Poems)
Remember the Glories of Brien the Brave Remember the glories of Brien the brave, Though the days of the hero ...
An Expostulation to Lord King (Thomas Moore Poems)
How can you, my Lord, thus delight to torment all The Peers of realm about cheapening their corn, When you ...
Dear Harp of my Country (Thomas Moore Poems)
Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of Silence had hung o'er thee long. ...
From This Hour the Pledge is Given (Thomas Moore Poems)
From this hour the pledge is given, From this hour my soul is thine: Come what will, from earth of ...
Let Erin Remember the Days of Old (Thomas Moore Poems)
Let Erin remember the days of old, Ere her faithless sons betray'd her; When Malachi wore the collar of gold, ...
Oh! Doubt Me Not (Thomas Moore Poems)
Oh! doubt me not -- the season Is o'er when Folly made me rove, And now the vestal, Reason, Shall ...
Shall the Harp Then Be Silent (Thomas Moore Poems)
Shall the Harp then be silent, when he who first gave To our country a name, is withdrawn from all ...
The Irish Peasant to his Mistress (Thomas Moore Poems)
Through grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way, Till hope seem'd to bud from each thorn that ...
The Wine-Cup is Circling (Thomas Moore Poems)
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall, And its Chief, 'mid his heroes reclining, Looks up, with a sigh to ...
We May Roam Through This World (Thomas Moore Poems)
We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast, Who but sips of a sweet, and then ...
An Incantation (Thomas Moore Poems)
Come with me, and we will blow Lots of bubbles, as we go; Bubbles bright as ever Hope Drew from ...
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 ...
Go Where Glory Waits Thee (Thomas Moore Poems)
Go where glory waits thee, But while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me. When the praise thou meetest To ...