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Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)


From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 75


Spirit of Love, whose locks unrolled,
Stream on the breeze like floating gold;
Come, within a fragrant cloud
Blushing with light, thy votary shroud;
And, on those wings that sparkling play,
Waft, oh, waft me hence away!
Love! my soul is full of thee,
Alive to all thy luxury.
But she, the nymph for whom I glow,
The lovely Lesbian mocks my woe;
Smiles at the chill and hoary hues,
That time upon my forehead strews.
Alas! I fear she keeps her charms,
In store for younger, happier arms!



Thomas Moore's other poems:
  1. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 74
  2. From “Irish Melodies”. 24. Sublime Was the Warning
  3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 50
  4. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 48
  5. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 7


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