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The Harp of Erin

Containing the Poetical Works of the Late Thomas Dermody. In Two Volumes
Dermody, Thomas (1775-1802)

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VOL. I.
  
[dedication]
  
THE EXTRAVAGANZA.
  
THE PLEASURES OF POESY.
  
THE ENTHUSIAST.
  
SONNET
  
LOVE'S LEGEND:
  
THE PURSUIT OF PATRONAGE.
  
HYMN TO AUTUMN.
  
GENIUS EXCUSED.
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TWO ELEGIAC ODES,
 1. 
FIRST ODE. Where is the British Genius fled?
 2. 
SECOND ODE. Let no unmanly plaint presume
  
THE BROWN BEAUTY.
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EPIGRAMS.
  
THE PRETTY VIXEN.
  
ANOTHER, TO THE SAME.
  
AN IMITATION OF MARTIAL.
  
SONG.
  
ANOTHER.
  
THE CORN-DOCTOR:
  
MY OWN CHARACTER.
  
CICERO AFTER THE DEATH OF HIS DAUGHTER.
  
THE DREAM.
  
A FRAGMENT OF PETRONIUS ARBITER.
  
REPARATION.
  
SONG,
  
EPIGRAM,
  
ELEGIAC EXPOSTULATION TO AN UNFORTUNATE TAYLOR.
  
CARROL'S COMPLAINT.
  
HYMN TO BEAUTY.
  
MORE WONDERS!
  
THE FREQUENTED VILLAGE.
  
THE SHEPHERD'S DESPAIR.
  
ELEGIAC STANZAS TO FIDELE, IN CYMBELINE.
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THE CAVE OF IGNORANCE.
 I. 
CANTO I.
 II. 
CANTO II.
  
FAREWELL TO CARE.
  
FAREWELL TO JOY.
  
THE PROGRESS OF PEDANTRY.
  
THE VANITY OF HOPE.
  
THE VISION OF FANCY.
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THE SHRINE OF SYMPATHY.
 I. 
CANTO I.
 II. 
CANTO II.
 III. 
CANTO III.
  
AN ESSAY ON WIT.
  
CORYDON.
  
RUMINATIONS ON A DECAYED MONASTERY.
  
ON TRAVELLING.
  
THE SENSITIVE LINNET.
  
ADVICE TO TWO ADOPTED SISTERS.
  
THE POET'S PETITION TO APOLLO.
  
THE VISION OF KILLEIGH CHURCH.
  
HYMN TO SHAKSPEARE.
  
JOHN BAYNHAM'S EPITAPH.
  
WILL GORMAN,
  
A LAMENTABLE ELEGY ON NICHOLAS,
  
THE DEATH OF POOR DAVIE,
  
RECANTATORY POSTSCRIPT.
  
MY OWN ELEGY.
  
AN ODE TO MYSELF.
  
MY OWN EPITAPH.
  
ELEGIAC STANZAS ON MYSELF.
  
FAREWELL TO KILLEIGH.
  
EPISTLE TO J. C. WALKER, ESQ.
  
THE POET'S RECANTATION.
  
THE PETITION OF TOM DERMODY
  
FAREWELL TO IRELAND.
  
TO SIR JAMES BLAND BURGESS, BART.
  
EXCULPATORY LINES
  
THE FEMALE MENDICANT.
  
HYMN TO THE MEMORY OF THOMSON.
  
ON THE MISFORTUNES OF AN INGENIOUS MIND.
  
THE UNION.
  
GIBRALTAR.
  
MILTON'S EPITAPHIUM DAMONIS TRANSLATED.
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VOL. II.
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BATTLE OF THE BARDS.
 I. 
CANTO I.
 II. 
CANTO II.
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THE RETROSPECT.
  
A DEDICATORY SONNET
  
THE RETROSPECT.
  
THE MOURNER.
  
THE POWERS OF PAINTING.
  
THE SOLDIER'S ABSENCE, AND RETURN.
  
THE POOR SCHOLAR.
  
THE OLD WORLD.
  
THE MANIAC.
  
ANSWER TO AN ANONYMOUS ADDRESS.
  
GENIUS PERSONIFIED.
  
EDWARD AND ELLEN.
  
THE BLIND BEGGAR'S ADDRESS TO HIS DOG.
  
THE WANDERER.
  
A RHAPSODIC EPISTLE
  
THE VISION OF ST. PATRICK.
  
THE DAYS OF YORE.
  
TO COMIC ROMANCE.
  
ABBEY EFFUSIONS.
  
ON GARRICK'S TOMB AND INSCRIPTION.
  
A BALLAD.
  
VERSES, Addressed to the Children of my Friend.
  
PRINCE SERAPIN,
  
THE COFFEE-HOUSE.
  
ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF HENRY FLOOD, ESQ.
  
ON A DEAD NEGRO.
  
THE SAXON BANQUET.
  
THE WINTER'S NIGHT.
  
ORIGINAL ELEGY ON A COUNTRY ALEHOUSE.
  
HYMN TO SOLITUDE.
  
A MONODY ON CHATTERTON.
  
DEEDS OF DEATH.
  
THE BOWER OF WOODSTOCK.
  
EPISTLE FROM MAJOR ANDRE TO ELEONORA.
  
THE PROGRESS OF FANCY.
  
THE CAVE OF PATRONAGE.
  
EDMUND AND ELWINA.
  
CHEERFULNESS.
  
MELANCHOLY.
  
THE PEASANT'S APPEAL.
  
AN IRREGULAR ODE TO THE MOON.
  
FUTURITY.
  
THE DEATH OF HOWARD.
  
ON HISTORY.
  
POETICAL PHRENZY.
  
EPISTLE TO A YOUNG LADY,
  
A RHAPSODIC ADDRESS TO VARIETY.
  
THE THRUSH AND THE OWLS.
  
THE SEARCH;
  
THE POET TO HIS SOUL.
  
ON THE SORROWS OF A DEPENDANT STATE.
  
THE LAMENTATION OF DAVID
  
PEACE.
  
ALCANDER.
  
ODE TO DESCRIPTION.
  
INVENTION.
  
TO THE MEMORY OF SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS.
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EPIGRAMS.
  
[Good statesman, be wise, and spend not your blood]
  
[Lest your own praise should chance to die]
  
[A Friar, who solac'd a rogue with God's love]
  
EPIGRAM FROM CATULLUS. TRANSLATED.
  
LUCAN'S CELEBRATED LINE TRANSLATED.
  
[You pay a French barber for putting a tooth in]
  
[Iron trunk for your gold, iron bars to keep it faster]
  
LINES
  
[You say, good Richard, though you rhime so well]
  
[Fortune, I say, is no unequal whore]
  
[Time destroys all things below, or above]
  
[“Thou shalt not steal,” good counsellor, be still]
  
[One God, two bibles, three great signs adore]
  
ODE TO A MOUSE.
  
TO THE SAME.
  
[Acteon his dogs eat, bones, body, and all]
  
EPIGRAMMA BIDERMANI. IMITATED.
  
J. SCALIGER'S EPIGRAM On the sonnets of Petrarch.
  
SONG.
  
BALLAD, Imitated from the Spanish of Cervantes.
  
TO THE EVENING STAR.
  
TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE FRANCIS, EARL OF MOIRA, &c.
  
TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE JOHN HILY ADDINGTON.
  
A FRAGMENT.
  
WRITTEN IN A BURIAL PLACE.
  
TO MY CAT.
  
ODE TO NECESSITY.
  
TO ANTHEMOE.
  
TO MY MUSE.
  
FRIENDSHIP.
  
ON THE DEATH OF LORD HEATHFIELD.
  
THE GRAVE OF MORNO.
  
TO A POETICAL ENTHUSIAST.
  
TO FEELING.
  
THE PIPE OF TOBACCO.
  
AN HEROIC EPISTLE
  
SONG.
  
DOCTOR FAUSTUS'S PANEGYRIC.
  
THE QUESTION AND REPLY.
  
AN ELEGY ON A PROVERB-MONGER.
  
TO FEELING.
  
AN ODE TO A GREAT MAN'S GREAT PORTER.
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AN EPISTLE TO THE CONTROVERTISTS ON BOTH SIDES OF THE CATHOLIC COMBUSTION.
  
PRŒMIUM.
  
EPISTLE.
  
TO THE CATHOLICS OF IRELAND.

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DEEDS OF DEATH.

What art thou, with ebon hair
Hanging on thy shoulders bare?
Now the hamlet's still as death,
Moping o'er the desert heath!
Wild and wan thy haggard face,
Which by moon-light I can trace:
Fiery red thy ferret eye
Doth deep in hollow socket lie;
And thy fingers lank and lean,
Spotted o'er with blood obscene,
Look as though a wound they gave,
Or had dug a new-made grave!
You move your skinny lips severe,
Yet no murmur'd sound I hear;
Ha! beneath thy sable pall
I hear a babe for mercy call;
Fainter now its feeble shrick;
How you writhe its little neck;
How you suck its flowing gore—
Lo! its bosom throbs no more.
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Who are these behind that throng,
Dragging a pale corse along?
How their murd'rous eyeballs gleam
O'er his deep wound's sanguine stream:
Now on me their leaden stare
Is levell'd with malignant glare;
Wrapt in Horror's central gloom
Heavy on my heart they come,
Yet with pausing step they steal—
In pity, Fancy, drop the veil.
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