Thomas Moore
1779–1852
Best-known poems
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The Vale of Avoca
There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;
O, the last ray of feeling and life must depart … -
The Vale of Cashmere
From “The Light of the Harem”
WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere,
With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, … -
“The harp that once through Tara’s Halls”
The Harp that once through Tara’s halls
The soul of music shed,
Now hangs as mute on Tara’s walls … -
At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air, … -
The Light of Other Days
Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light …
All poems (37)
A 7
- A Temple to Friendship“a Temple to Friendship,” cried Laura, enchanted,
- “Alas! how light a cause”From “The Light of the Harem”
- An ArgumentI've oft been told by learned friars,
- “And doth not a meeting like this”And doth not a meeting like this make amends
- “As by the shore at break of day”A vanquished chief expiring lay,
- “As slow our ship”As slow our ship her foamy track
- At the Mid Hour of NightAt the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
B 3
C 1
D 1
E 1
F 3
I 1
L 2
N 1
O 3
T 8
- “’T is the last rose of summer”From “Irish Melodies”
- “The harp that once through Tara’s Halls”The soul of music shed,
- The Irish Peasant to His MistressThrough grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way,
- The Light of Other DaysOft, in the stilly night,
- The Vale of AvocaThere is not in this wide world a valley so sweet
- The Vale of CashmereFrom “The Light of the Harem”
- The Young May MoonThe young May moon is beaming, love,
- “Those evening bells”Those evening bells! those evening bells!
