An Argument, by Thomas Moore
I've oft been told by learned friars,
That wishing and the crime are one,
And Heaven punishes...
Poems by Thomas Moore
At the Mid Hour of Night, by Thomas Moore
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life ...
Did Not, by Thomas Moore
'Twas a new feeling--something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;
...