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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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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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CORRUPTION, AND INTOLERANCE.
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THE SCEPTIC,
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TWOPENNY POST-BAG.
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SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS.
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IRISH MELODIES.
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NATIONAL AIRS.
  
A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIP.
  
FLOW ON, THOU SHINING RIVER.
  
ALL THAT'S BRIGHT MUST FADE.
  
SO WARMLY WE MET.
  
THOSE EVENING BELLS.
  
SHOULD THOSE FOND HOPES.
  
REASON, FOLLY, AND BEAUTY.
  
FARE THEE WELL, THOU LOVELY ONE!
  
DOST THOU REMEMBER.
  
OH, COME TO ME WHEN DAYLIGHT SETS.
  
OFT, IN THE STILLY NIGHT.
  
HARK! THE VESPER HYMN IS STEALING.
  
LOVE AND HOPE.
  
THERE COMES A TIME.
  
MY HARP HAS ONE UNCHANGING THEME.
  
OH, NO—NOT EV'N WHEN FIRST WE LOVED.
  
PEACE BE AROUND THEE.
  
COMMON SENSE AND GENIUS.
  
THEN, FARE THEE WELL.
  
GAILY SOUNDS THE CASTANET.
  
LOVE IS A HUNTER-BOY.
  
COME, CHASE THAT STARTING TEAR AWAY.
  
JOYS OF YOUTH, HOW FLEETING!
  
HEAR ME BUT ONCE.
  
WHEN LOVE WAS A CHILD.
  
SAY, WHAT SHALL BE OUR SPORT TO-DAY?
  
BRIGHT BE THY DREAMS.
  
GO, THEN—'TIS VAIN.
  
THE CRYSTAL-HUNTERS.
  
ROW GENTLY HERE.
  
OH, DAYS OF YOUTH.
  
WHEN FIRST THAT SMILE.
  
PEACE TO THE SLUMBERERS!
  
WHEN THOU SHALT WANDER.
  
WHO'LL BUY MY LOVE-KNOTS?
  
SEE, THE DAWN FROM HEAVEN.
  
NETS AND CAGES.
  
WHEN THROUGH THE PIAZZETTA.
  
GO, NOW, AND DREAM.
  
TAKE HENCE THE BOWL.
  
FAREWELL, THERESA!
  
HOW OFT, WHEN WATCHING STARS.
  
WHEN THE FIRST SUMMER BEE.
  
THOUGH 'TIS ALL BUT A DREAM.
  
WHEN THE WINE-CUP IS SMILING.
  
WHERE SHALL WE BURY OUR SHAME?
  
NE'ER TALK OF WISDOM'S GLOOMY SCHOOLS.
  
HERE SLEEPS THE BARD.
  
DO NOT SAY THAT LIFE IS WANING.
  
THE GAZELLE.
  
NO—LEAVE MY HEART TO REST.
  
WHERE ARE THE VISIONS.
  
WIND THY HORN, MY HUNTER BOY.
  
OH, GUARD OUR AFFECTION.
  
SLUMBER, OH SLUMBER.
  
BRING THE BRIGHT GARLANDS HITHER.
  
IF IN LOVING, SINGING.
  
THOU LOV'ST NO MORE.
  
WHEN ABROAD IN THE WORLD.
  
KEEP THOSE EYES STILL PURELY MINE.
  
HOPE COMES AGAIN.
  
O SAY, THOU BEST AND BRIGHTEST.
  
WHEN NIGHT BRINGS THE HOUR.
  
LIKE ONE WHO, DOOM'D.
  
FEAR NOT THAT, WHILE AROUND THEE.
  
WHEN LOVE IS KIND.
  
THE GARLAND I SEND THEE.
  
HOW SHALL I WOO?
  
SPRING AND AUTUMN.
  
LOVE ALONE.
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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, DAYS OF YOUTH.

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(French Air.)

Oh, days of youth and joy, long clouded,
Why thus for ever haunt my view?
When in the grave your light lay shrouded,
Why did not Memory die there too?
Vainly doth Hope her strain now sing me,
Telling of joys that yet remain—
No, never more can this life bring me
One joy that equals youth's sweet pain.
Dim lies the way to death before me,
Cold winds of Time blow round my brow;
Sunshine of youth! that once fell o'er me,
Where is your warmth, your glory now?
'Tis not that then no pain could sting me;
'Tis not that now no joys remain;
Oh, 'tis that life no more can bring me
One joy so sweet as that worst pain.
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