The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: Lalla Rookh ; Political and satirical poems ; The Fudge family in Paris ; Fables for the Holy Alliance ; Rhymes on the road and miscellaneous poems
Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1841
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Beauty beneath birds bless bright called charms course dark dear delightful divine doubt dream earth ev'n EXTRACT eyes FABLE face fair fall fancy fear feel fire flame flowers forms France French friends FUDGE Genius give glory gone grace grand half hand happy hath head heart heaven holy hope hour Italie keep King known Lake land late leaves letter light living look Lord mean nature ne'er never night o'er once pass picture present PROEM pure Richard Blackmore Rome rose round Royal sacred scene seen shine short sigh smile song soon soul sound spirit stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought true truth turn Twas whole young
Page 12 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Page 52 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...
Page 392 - AY — down to the dust with them, slaves as they are, From this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins, That shrunk at the first touch of Liberty's war, Be wasted for tyrants, or stagnate in chains. On, on like a cloud, thro...
Page 367 - tis not thus the voice that dwells In sober birthdays speaks to me; Far otherwise — of time it tells...
Page 53 - Yet welcome as if loved for years ! Then fly with me, — if thou hast known No other flame, nor falsely thrown A gem away, that thou hadst sworn Should ever in thy heart be worn. Come, if the love thou hast for me Is pure and fresh as mine for thee, — Fresh as the fountain under ground. When first 'tis by the lapwing...
Page 48 - Come hither, come hither — by night and by day, We linger in pleasures that never are gone : Like the waves of the summer, as one dies away, Another as sweet and as shining comes on...
Page 30 - Is call'd the Mistress of the Night, So like a bride, scented and bright, She comes out when the sun's away.
Page 81 - Was this then the fate of that high-gifted man, " The pride of the palace, the bower and the hall, " The orator, — -dramatist, — minstrel, — who ran " Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all...
Page 232 - Shine, shine for ever, glorious Flame, " Divinest gift of Gods to men ! " From GREECE thy earliest splendour came, " To GREECE thy ray returns again. " Take, Freedom, take thy radiant round, " When dimm'd, revive, when lost, return, " Till not a shrine through earth be found, " On which thy glories shall not burn!
Page 82 - Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, " Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade...