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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Parallel

The Parallel
Yes, sad one of Sion, if closely resembling,
In shame and in sorrow, thy wither'd-up heart --
If drinking deep, deep, of the same "cup of tr…

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Night Dance

The Night Dance
Strike the gay harp! see the moon is on high,
And, as true to her beam as the tides of the ocean,
Young hearts, when they feel the soft l…

193
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Light of Other Days

The Light of Other Days
OFT, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light
Of other days around me:

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Minstrel Boy

The Minstrel Boy
The Minstrel-Boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild ha…

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Irish Peasant to his Mistress

The Irish Peasant to his Mistress
Through grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way,
Till hope seem'd to bud from each thorn that round me lay;

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Ghost of Miltiades

The Ghost of Miltiades
The Ghost of Miltiades came at night,
And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite,
And he said, in a voice, that thrill'd the frame,…

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

The Dream of Those Days

The Dream of Those Days
The dream of those days when first I sung thee is o'er
Thy triumph hath stain'd the charm thy sorrows then wore;
And even the lig…

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Take Back the Virgin Page

Take Back the Virgin Page
Written on Returning a Blank Book
Take back the virgin page,
White and unwritten still;
Some hand, more calm and sage…

192
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Song of the Battle Eve

Song of the Battle Eve
(Time -- the Ninth Century)
To-morrow, comrade, we
On the battle-plain must be,
There to conquer, or both lie low!

192
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Sublime Was the Warning

Sublime Was the Warning
Sublime was the warning that liberty spoke,
And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke
Into life and revenge from the conquero…

198
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Silence is in Our Festal Halls

Silence is in Our Festal Halls
Silence is in our festal halls --
Sweet son of song! thy course is o'er;
In vain on thee sad Erin calls,
Her minst…

183
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Sing, Sweet Harp

Sing, Sweet Harp
Sing, sweet Harp, oh sing to me
Some song of ancient days,
Whose sounds, in this sad memory,
Long-buried dreams shall raise; -- …

173
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Sail On, Sail On

Sail On, Sail On
Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark --
Where'er blows the welcome wind,
It cannot lead to scenes more dark,
More sad than those…

193
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

She is Far From the Land

She is Far From the Land
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,
And lovers are round her, sighing;
But coldly she turns from their gaze, a…

131
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Quantum Est Quod Desit

Quantum Est Quod Desit
'Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dar'd to own before,
Which then we hid not;
We saw it in each other's eye…

165
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Remember Thee!

Remember Thee!
Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart,
It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art;
More dear in thy sorrow, thy gloom…

289
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

On Music

On Music
When through life unblest we rove,
Losing all that made life dear,
Should some notes we used to love,
In days of boyhood, meet our ear, …

196
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh, Ye Dead!

Oh, Ye Dead!
Oh, ye Dead! oh, ye Dead! whom we know by the light you give
From your cold gleaming eyes, though you move like men who live,
Why leave you …

186
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh, the Shamrock

Oh, the Shamrock
Through Erin's Isle
To sport awhile
As Love and Valour wander'd,
With Wit, the sprite,
Whose quiver bright
A tho…

214
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh, Banquet Not

Oh, Banquet Not
Oh, banquet not in those shining bowers,
Where Youth resorts, but come to me,
For mine's a garden of faded flowers,
More fit for …

211
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh! Breathe Not His Name

Oh! Breathe Not His Name
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid:
Sad, silent, and dark, be th…

160
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh! Had We Some Bright Little Isle of Our Own

Oh! Had We Some Bright Little Isle of Our Own
Oh! had we some bright little isle of our own,
In a blue summer ocean, far off and alone,
Where a leaf neve…

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oft, in the Stilly Night

Oft, in the Stilly Night
Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond memory brings the light
Of other days around me;

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Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore

Oh! Arranmore, Loved Arranmore

Oh! Arranmore, Loved Arranmore
Oh! Arranmore, loved Arranmore,
How oft I dream of thee,
And of those days when, by thy shore,
I wander'd young an…

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