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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes

Moore, Thomas (1779-1852)

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I, II.

VOL. I., VOL. II. ODES OF ANACREON. JUVENILE POEMS. POEMS RELATING TO AMERICA.

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JUVENILE POEMS.

FRAGMENTS OF COLLEGE EXERCISES.

[Is there no call, no consecrating cause]

TO A BOY, WITH A WATCH.

REUBEN AND ROSE.

TO A LADY, WITH SOME MANUSCRIPT POEMS.

NATURE'S LABELS.

A REFLECTION AT SEA.

CLORIS AND FANNY.

THE SALE OF LOVES.

ON THE DEATH OF A LADY.

THE NATAL GENIUS.

ELEGIAC STANZAS, SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY JULIA,

TO THE LARGE AND BEAUTIFUL MISS ------

HYMN OF A VIRGIN OF DELPHI,

ELEGIAC STANZAS.

LOVE AND MARRIAGE.

TO MISS ------,

THE PHILOSOPHER ARISTIPPUS TO A LAMP

WRITTEN IN A COMMONPLACE BOOK, CALLED “THE BOOK OF FOLLIES;”

LIGHT SOUNDS THE HARP.

FROM THE GREEK OF MELEAGER.

THE RESEMBLANCE.

FANNY, DEAREST.

TO THE INVISIBLE GIRL.

WRITTEN IN THE BLANK LEAF OF A LADY'S COMMONPLACE BOOK.

TO CARA, AFTER AN INTERVAL OF ABSENCE.

TO CARA, ON THE DAWNING OF A NEW YEAR'S DAY.

TO ------, 1801.

THE GENIUS OF HARMONY

[I found her not—the chamber seem'd]

TO MRS. HENRY TIGHE,

FROM THE HIGH PRIEST OF APOLLO TO A VIRGIN OF DELPHI.

A NIGHT THOUGHT.

IMITATION OF CATULLUS.

[Oh woman, if through sinful wile]

EPIGRAM, FROM THE FRENCH.

ON A SQUINTING POETESS.

TO A LADY, ON HER SINGING.

ON THE BIRTHDAY OF MRS. ---

THE TELL-TALE LYRE.

PEACE AND GLORY.

LOVE AND REASON.

[Nay, do not weep, my Fanny dear]

THE GRECIAN GIRL'S DREAM OF THE BLESSED ISLANDS.

THE WREATH AND THE CHAIN.

TO ---'S PICTURE.

FRAGMENT OF A MYTHOLOGICAL HYMN TO LOVE.

TO HIS SERENE HIGHNESS THE DUKE OF MONTPENSIER,

THE FALL OF HEBE.

RINGS AND SEALS.

TO MISS SUSAN B*CKF---D.

IMPROMPTU, ON LEAVING SOME FRIENDS.

TO ------

A VISION OF PHILOSOPHY.

TO LADY HEATHCOTE,

THE DEVIL AMONG THE SCHOLARS,

POEMS RELATING TO AMERICA.

III, IV.

VOL. III., VOL. IV. CORRUPTION AND INTOLERANCE. THE SCEPTIC. TWOPENNY POST-BAG. SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS. IRISH MELODIES. NATIONAL AIRS. SACRED SONGS.

V.

VOL. V. EVENINGS IN GREECE. BALLADS, SONGS, MISCELLANEOUS POEMS, ETC. ETC.

VI, VII.

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.

VIII, IX.

VOL. VIII., VOL. IX THE LOVES OF THE ANGELS. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS. THE FUDGES IN ENGLAND. MISCELLANEOUS.

X.

VOL. X. THE EPICUREAN. ALCIPHRON.

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TO ------

['Tis time, I feel, to leave thee now]

'Tis time, I feel, to leave thee now,
While yet my soul is something free;
While yet those dangerous eyes allow
One minute's thought to stray from thee.

Oh! thou becom'st each moment dearer;
Every chance that brings me nigh thee,
Brings my ruin nearer, nearer,—
I am lost, unless I fly thee.

Nay, if thou dost not scorn and hate me,
Doom me not thus so soon to fall;
Duties, fame, and hopes await me,—
But that eye would blast them all!

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For, thou hast heart as false and cold
As ever yet allur'd or sway'd,
And couldst, without a sigh, behold
The ruin which thyself had made.

Yet,—could I think that, truly fond,
That eye but once would smile on me,
Ev'n as thou art, how far beyond
Fame, duty, wealth, that smile would be!

Oh! but to win it, night and day,
Inglorious at thy feet reclin'd,
I'd sigh my dreams of fame away,
The world for thee forgot, resign'd.

But no, 'tis o'er, and—thus we part,
Never to meet again,—no, never.
False woman, what a mind and heart
Thy treachery has undone for ever!