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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes
Moore, Thomas (1779-1852)
  
[dedication]

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VOL. I., VOL. II. ODES OF ANACREON. JUVENILE POEMS. POEMS RELATING TO AMERICA.
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JUVENILE POEMS.
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POEMS RELATING TO AMERICA.
  
[dedication]
  
TO LORD VISCOUNT STRANGFORD.
  
STANZAS.
  
TO THE FLYING-FISH.
  
TO MISS MOORE.
  
THE LAKE OF THE DISMAL SWAMP.
  
TO THE MARCHIONESS DOWAGER OF DONEGALL.
  
TO GEORGE MORGAN, ESQ. OF NORFOLK, VIRGINIA.
  
LINES, WRITTEN IN A STORM AT SEA.
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ODES TO NEA;
  
TO JOSEPH ATKINSON, ESQ.
  
THE STEERMAN'S SONG,
  
TO THE FIRE-FLY.
  
TO THE LORD VISCOUNT FORBES.
  
TO THOMAS HUME, ESQ. M.D.
  
LINES WRITTEN ON LEAVING PHILADELPHIA.
  
LINES WRITTEN AT THE COHOS, OR FALLS OF THE MOHAWK RIVER.
  
SONG OF THE EVIL SPIRIT OF THE WOODS.
  
TO THE HONOURABLE W. R. SPENCER.
  
BALLAD STANZAS.
  
A CANADIAN BOAT SONG.
  
TO THE LADY CHARLOTTE RAWDON.
  
IMPROMPTU, AFTER A VISIT TO MRS. ---, OF MONTREAL.
  
WRITTEN ON PASSING DEADMAN'S ISLAND ,
  
TO THE BOSTON FRIGATE ,
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VOL. III., VOL. IV. CORRUPTION AND INTOLERANCE. THE SCEPTIC. TWOPENNY POST-BAG. SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS. IRISH MELODIES. NATIONAL AIRS. SACRED SONGS.
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VOL. V. EVENINGS IN GREECE. BALLADS, SONGS, MISCELLANEOUS POEMS, ETC. ETC.
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VOL. VI., VOL. VII. LALLA ROOKH. POLITICAL AND SATIRICAL POEMS. THE FUDGE FAMILY IN PARIS. FABLES FOR THE HOLY ALLIANCE. RHYMES ON THE ROAD. AND MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
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VOL. VIII., VOL. IX THE LOVES OF THE ANGELS. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS. THE FUDGES IN ENGLAND. MISCELLANEOUS.
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VOL. X. THE EPICUREAN. ALCIPHRON.

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[Oh, were it not for this sad voice]

Oh, were it not for this sad voice,
Stealing amid our mirth to say,
That all, in which we most rejoice,
Ere night may be the earth-worm's prey;—
But for this bitter—only this—
Full as the world is brimm'd with bliss,
And capable as feels my soul
Of draining to its depth the whole,
I should turn earth to heaven, and be,
If bliss made gods, a deity!
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