Thomas Moore

(28 May 1779 – 25 February 1852 / Dublin)

Thomas Moore Poems

81. The Time I'Ve Lost 1/3/2003
82. What The Bee Is To The Floweret 1/3/2003
83. They Know Not My Heart 1/3/2003
84. Oh! Think Not My Spirits Are Always As Light 1/3/2003
85. Shall The Harp Then Be Silent 1/3/2003
86. Oh! Blame Not The Bard 1/3/2003
87. The Night Dance 1/3/2003
88. Tis Sweet To Think 1/3/2003
89. I'D Mourn The Hopes 1/3/2003
90. While History's Muse 1/3/2003
91. Forget Not The Field 1/3/2003
92. War Song 1/3/2003
93. Love And The Novice 1/3/2003
94. Whene'Er I See Those Smiling Eyes 1/3/2003
95. The Mountain Sprite 1/3/2003
96. When He Who Adores Thee 1/3/2003
97. She Is Far From The Land 1/3/2003
98. The Young May Moon 1/3/2003
99. Fly Not Yet 1/3/2003
100. Rich And Rare Were The Gems She Wore 1/3/2003
101. Erin, Oh Erin 1/3/2003
102. Oh! Had We Some Bright Little Isle Of Our Own 1/3/2003
103. The Wine-Cup Is Circling 1/3/2003
104. If Thou'Lt Be Mine 1/3/2003
105. Lalla Rookh 1/3/2003
106. Let Erin Remember The Days Of Old 1/3/2003
107. As Vanquish'D Erin 1/3/2003
108. Farewell! -- But Whenever You Welcome The Hour 1/3/2003
109. While Gazing On The Moon's Light 1/3/2003
110. Go Where Glory Waits Thee 1/3/2003
111. Oh, The Shamrock 1/3/2003
112. Enigma 1/3/2003
113. How Dear To Me The Hour 1/3/2003
114. Oh! Breathe Not His Name 1/3/2003
115. Lay His Sword By His Side 1/3/2003
116. Sing -- Sing -- Music Was Given 1/3/2003
117. Love's Young Dream 1/3/2003
118. Echo 1/3/2003
119. The Light Of Other Days 1/4/2003
120. Dialogue Between A Sovereign And A One-Pound Note 1/3/2003

Comments about Thomas Moore

  • Walterrean Salley (11/23/2016 7:38:00 PM)

    I've throughly enjoyed a number of poems from this extremely apt poem, who shares a lot from which to learn.

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Best Poem of Thomas Moore

Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Live fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own,
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear,
That the fervor and faith of a soul may be known,
To which time will but make thee more dear!
No, the heart that has truly loved never ...

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On Music

When through life unblest we rove,
Losing all that made life dear,
Should some notes we used to love,
In days of boyhood, meet our ear,
Oh! how welcome breathes the strain!
Wakening thoughts that long have slept,
Kindling former smiles again
In faded eyes that long have wept.

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