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a wine poem tribute to Sir Thomas Moore see My
boat is on
by Lord Byron.
- S. H.
more Thomas Moore
of my soul this goblet sip
filled to thee, To thee I drank
talk of Wisdom's gloomy schools
the grape and let it pour
We Have But A Second
Hence The Bowl
James Corry: On His Making Me A Present Of
The Wine-Cup Is Smiling
Through his first
Odes of Anacreon , Thomas Moore makes more
contributions to vintagewinepoems.com.
Send Round The
Moore (1779-1852), Irish poet
send round the wine, and leave points of belief
simpleton sages, and reasoning fools;
moment's a flower too fair and brief,
be withered and stained by the dust of the
glass may be purple, and mine may be blue,
while they are filled from the same bright bowl,
fool, who would quarrel for difference of hue,
not the comfort they shed o'er the soul.
I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side
the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
I give up the friend I have valued and tried,
he kneel not before the same altar with me?
the heretic girl of my soul should I fly,
seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
perish the hearts, and the laws that try
valor, or love, by a standard like this!
from The Complete
Poems of Sir Thomas Moore
Complete Works of Sir Thomas Moore
FREE E-BOOK from Project Gutenberg
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