The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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DO NOT SAY THAT LIFE IS WANING.
Do not say that life is waning,
Or that hope's sweet day is set;
While I've thee and love remaining,
Life is in th' horizon yet.
Or that hope's sweet day is set;
While I've thee and love remaining,
Life is in th' horizon yet.
Do not think those charms are flying,
Though thy roses fade and fall;
Beauty hath a grace undying,
Which in thee survives them all.
Though thy roses fade and fall;
Beauty hath a grace undying,
Which in thee survives them all.
Not for charms, the newest, brightest,
That on other cheeks may shine,
Would I change the least, the slightest,
That is ling'ring now o'er thine.
That on other cheeks may shine,
Would I change the least, the slightest,
That is ling'ring now o'er thine.
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