Thomas Moore

May 28, 1780 - Feb 26, 1852

 

Titles of Thomas Moore

A beam of tranquillity smil'd in the west...A Canadian Boat SongA Leaky HeartA Night ThoughtA PartingA Reflection At SeaAfter The BattleAll That's Bright Must FadeAlone In Crowds To Wander OnAristippus To His LampAs A Beam O'er The Face Of The WatersAs Slow Our ShipAs Vanquished ErinAspasiaAt NightAt The Mid Hour Of NightAvenging and Bright Fell The Swift Sword Of ErinBefore The BattleBelieve Me, If All Those Endearing Young CharmsBy That Lake, Whose Gloomy ShoreCome O'er The SeaCome, Chase That Starting Tear AwayCome, Rest In This BosomCome, Send Round The WineComparisonsDear FannyDesmond's SongDid NotDrink To HerEchoEnglandEpistle II. To Miss M. E.Erin! Oh Erin!Erin! The Tear And The Smile In Thine EyesFairest! Put On AwhileFarewell! But Whenever You Welcome The HourFill The Bumper FairFlow On, Thou Shining RiverFly Not Yet, 'Tis Just The HourFrom This Hour The Pledge Is GivenGo, Then - 'Tis VainHark! The Vesper Bell Is StealingHas Sorrow Thy Young Days ShadedHow Dear To Me The HourHow Shall I Woo?I Knew By The SmokeI Saw From The BeachI Saw Thy Form In Youthful PrimeI Wish I Was By That Dim LakeI'd Mourn The Hopes That Leave Me.If Thou'lt Be MineIll Omen'sImpromptuIn The Morning Of LifeIt Is Not The Tear At This Moment ShedI've A Secret To Tell TheeLamiaLesbia Hath A Beaming EyeLet Erin Remember The Days Of OldLove AnalysedLove And PovertyLove And The Sun-DialLove And TimeLove's Young DreamMagdalenMary, I Believed Thee TrueNay, Do Not WeepNay, Tell Me Not, DearNe'er Ask The HourNo, Not More Welcome The Fairy NumbersO The Shamrock!O Thou Who Dry'st The Mourner's Tear.Odes Of Anacreon: And whose immortal hand could shed...
And whose immortal hand could shed...
Odes Of Anacreon: Away, away, you men of rules...
Away, away, you men of rules...
Odes Of Anacreon: Cupid, whose lamp has lent the ray...
Cupid, whose lamp has lent the ray...
Odes Of Anacreon: Fill me, boy, as deep a draught...
Fill me, boy, as deep a draught...
Odes Of Anacreon: From dread Leucadia's frowning steep,
From dread Leucadia's frowning steep...
Odes Of Anacreon: Golden hues of youth are fled...
Golden hues of youth are fled...
Odes Of Anacreon: I care not for the idle state...
I care not for the idle state...
Odes Of Anacreon: I fear that love disturbs my rest
I fear that love disturbs my rest...
Odes Of Anacreon: I know thou lovest a brimming measure...
I know thou lovest a brimming measure...
Odes Of Anacreon: If hoarded gold possess'd a power...
If hoarded gold possess'd a power...
Odes Of Anacreon: Let me resign a wretched breath...
Let me resign a wretched breath...
Odes Of Anacreon: Mix me, child, a cup divine...
Mix me, child, a cup divine...
Odes Of Anacreon: Observe when mother earth is dry...
Observe when mother earth is dry...
Odes Of Anacreon: One day the Muses twined the hands...
One day the Muses twined the hands...
Odes Of Anacreon: Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn...
Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn...
Odes Of Anacreon: Tis true, my fading years decline...
'Tis true, my fading years decline...
Odes Of Anacreon: To all that breathe the airs of heaven...
To all that breathe the airs of heaven...
Odes Of Anacreon: When my thirsty soul I steep...
When my thirsty soul I steep...
Odes Of Anacreon: Within this goblet rich and deep...
Within this goblet rich and deep...
Odes Of Anacreon: Yes -- loving is a painful thrill...
Yes -- loving is a painful thrill...
Odes Of Anacreon: Yes, be the glorious revel mine...
Yes, be the glorious revel mine...
Odes To Nea: If I were yonder wave, my dear...
If I were yonder wave, my dear...
Odes To Nea: A Kiss A L'Antique
Behold, my love, the curious gem...
Odes To Nea: I Found Her Not
I found her not -- the chamber seem'd...
Odes To Nea: I stole along the flowery bank...
I stole along the flowery bank...
Odes To Nea: On Seeing An Infant In Nea's Arms
The first ambrosial child of bliss...
Odes To Nea: On The Loss Of A Letter Intended For Nea
Oh! it was fill'd with words of flame...
Odes To Nea: The Snow Spirit
No, ne'er did the wave in its element steep...
Odes To Nea: There's not a look, a word of thine...
There's not a look, a word of thine...
Odes To Nea: Well, peace to thy heart, though another's it be...
Well, peace to thy heart, though another's it be...
Odes To Nea: You read it in my languid eyes...
You read it in my languid eyes...
Oft In The Stilly NightOh! Breathe Not His NameOh! Days Of YouthOh! Doubt Me NotOh! Had We Some Bright Little Isle Of Our Own!Oh! The Sight EntrancingOh! Where's The SlaveOh, Arranmore, Loved ArranmoreOh, Banquet NotOh, No - Not E'en When First We Loved.On MusicOne Bumper At PartingPeace And GloryPeace Be Around TheePeace To The Slumberers!Quick! We Have But A SecondRemember The Glories Of Brien The BraveRow Gently HereSail On, Sail OnScienceShe Is Far From The LandSilence Is In Our Festal HallsSing, Sweet HarpSmiles And TearsSong Of InnisfailSong Of The Battle EveSound The Loud TimbrelSublime Was The WarningSweet InnisfallenTake Back The SighTake Back This Virgin PageTell Me Where The Maid Is FoundThe Castilian MaidThe Charms Of WomenThe Day Of LoveThe DirgeThe Dream Of Those DaysThe Farewell To My HarpThe Flying DutchmanThe Fortune-TellerThe Harp That Once Through Tara's HallsThe Lake Of The Dismal Swamp.The LegacyThe Meeting Of The WatersThe Minstrel BoyThe Night DanceThe Origin Of The HarpThe Siren's SongThe Song of FionnulaThe SurpriseThe Tell-Tale LyreThe Time I've Lost In WooingThe Wandering BardThe Young May MoonThen, Fare Thee Well!There Are Sounds Of MirthThere Comes A TimeThey Know Not My HeartThis Life Is All Chequer'd With Pleasures And WoesThis World Is All A Fleeting ShowThou Art, O GodThough The Last Glimpse Of ErinThough 'Tis All But A DreamTis Gone, And For EverTis Sweet To ThinkTis The Last Rose Of SummerTo _ _ (To be the theme of every hour)To ________To Cara, After An Interval Of AbsenceTo Cara, On The Dawning Of A New Year's DayTo CloeTo Ladies' EyesTo Leigh Hunt And His BrotherTo Mrs. Bl_h_dTo The Flying-FishTo The Invisible GirlWeep On, Weep OnWhat The Bee Is To The FloweretWhen Cold In The EarthWhen First I Met TheeWhen He Who Adores TheeWhen Love Is KindWhen On The Lip The Sigh DelaysWhen Time, Who StealsWhene'er I See Those Smiling EyesWhere Shall We Bury Our Shame?While Gazing On The Moon's LightWhile History's Muse The Memorial Was KeepingWomanWreathe The BowlYou Remember Ellen
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