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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.
  
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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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THE KISS.

Grow to my lip, thou sacred kiss,
On which my soul's beloved swore
That there should come a time of bliss,
When she would mock my hopes no more.
And fancy shall thy glow renew,
In sighs at morn, and dreams at night,
And none shall steal thy holy dew
Till thou'rt absolv'd by rapture's rite.
Sweet hours that are to make me blest,
Fly, swift as breezes, to the goal,
And let my love, my more than soul
Come blushing to this ardent breast.
Then, while in every glance I drink
The rich o'erflowings of her mind,
Oh! let her all enamour'd sink
In sweet abandonment resign'd,
Blushing for all our struggles past,
And murmuring, “I am thine at last!”
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