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Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)


From “Irish Melodies”. 78. Remember Thee!


Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart,
It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art;
More dear in thy sorrow, thy gloom, and thy showers,
Than the rest of the world in their sunniest hours.

Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free,
First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea,
I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow,
But oh! could I love thee more deeply tha now?

No, thy chains as they rankle, thy blood as it runs,
But make thee more painfully dear to thy sons --
Whose hearts, like the young of the desert-bird's nest,
Drink love in each life-drop that flows from thy breast. 



Thomas Moore's other poems:
  1. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 46
  2. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 60
  3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 19
  4. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 30
  5. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 9


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