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Thomas Moore
28 May 1779 – 25 February 1852 / Dublin
Poems of Thomas Moore
Sublime Was The Warning
Sweet Innisfallen
Take Back The Virgin Page
The Donkey And His Panniers
The Dream Of Those Days
The Fortune-Teller
The Ghost Of Miltiades
The Harp That Once Through Tara's Halls
The Irish Peasant To His Mistress
The Lake Of The Dismal Swamp
The Legacy
The Light Of Other Days
The Loves Of The Angels
The Meeting Of The Waters
The Minstrel Boy
The Mountain Sprite
The Night Dance
The Origin Of The Harp
The Parallel
The Prince's Day
The Sinking Fund Cried
The Song Of Fionnuala
The Song Of O'Ruark, Prince Of Breffni
The Time I'Ve Lost
The Wandering Bard
The Wine-Cup Is Circling
The Young May Moon
Thee, Thee, Only Thee
There Are Sounds Of Mirth
They Know Not My Heart
They May Rail At This Life
This Life Is All Chequer'D With Pleasures And Woes
Though Humble The Banquet
Though The Last Glimpse Of Erin With Sorrow I See
Tis Gone, And For Ever
Tis Sweet To Think
Tis The Last Rose Of Summer
To Ladies' Eyes
Translation From The Gull Language
Twas One Of Those Dreams
War Song
We May Roam Through This World
Weep On, Weep On
What The Bee Is To The Floweret
When Cold In The Earth
When First I Met Thee
When He Who Adores Thee
Whene'Er I See Those Smiling Eyes
Where Is The Slave
While Gazing On The Moon's Light
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