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On A Squinting Poetess
Thomas Moore
To no one Muse does she her glance confine,
But has an eye, at once, to all the Nine!
(C) Thomas Moore
03/10/2020
Best Poems of Thomas Moore
Fly Not Yet
Spring And Autumn.
Her Last Words, At Parting.
The Fudges In England. Letter Vii. From Miss Fanny Fudge, To Her Cousin, Miss Kitty ----.
All In A Family Way
Quick! We Have But A Second
Oh, Come To Me When Daylight Sets. (venetian Air.)
I Saw From The Beach
Awful Event.
The Fudge Family In Paris Letter Xi. From Phelim Connor To ----.
Did Not
Oh! Breathe Not His Name
Go Where Glory Waits Thee
Oh, Ye Dead!
War Song
Sail On, Sail On
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