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Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)


From “Irish Melodies”. 11. As a Beam O’er the Face of the Waters May Glow


AS a beam o’er the face of the waters may glow
While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below,
So the cheek may be tinged with a warm sunny smile,
Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.

One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws
Its bleak shade alike o’er our joys and our woes,
To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring,
For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting —

Oh! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay,
Like a dead, leafless branch in the summer’s bright ray;
The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain;
It may smile in his light, but it blooms not again.



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Thomas Moore's other poems:
  1. From “Irish Melodies”. 47. What the Bee Is to the Floweret
  2. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 32
  3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 16
  4. From “Irish Melodies”. 3. Erin! The Tear and the Smile in Thine Eyes
  5. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 74


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