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Song

by Thomas Moore
the greatest Irish lyrist
born Dublin, 1779 - died 1852
Have you not seen the timid tear
Steal trembling from mine eye?
Have you not mark'd the flush of fear,
Or caught the murmur'd sigh?
And can you think my love is chill,
Nor fix'd on you alone?
And can you rend, by doubting still,
A heart so much your own?

To you my soul's affections move
Devoutly, warmly, true:
My life has been a task of love,
One long, long thought of you.
If all your tender faith is o'er,
If still my truth you'll try;
Alas! I know but one proof more -
I'll bless your name, and die!

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HEY PIERRE,
I HAVE A SONG OR THE LYRICS OF A SONG I BELIEVE FORM ENYA AND IT MADE THINK ABOUT YOUR POEM AGAIN THIS IS IT..

'AND I LEAVE MY HOME'...

Morning and the start of the day
and I leave my home.
My heart is grieving
and my youth is long past.

Night and I am alone.
Endless deep black skies.
Recollecting the days that were
carefree and happy
I listen to the wind.
Great loneliness, forever, and ever.
The end of the great journey,
I am sad, sorrowful, and broken.
After me, there will be nothing more,
but, it is our fate, children.

Long ago was the day
that I left my home.
There is no joy in my life.
Nothing is left except the dead.



IT IS ACTUALLY SAD.. THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I FELT WHEN LEAVING HOME IN OREGON AND I STILL FEEL IT TILL THIS VERY DAY...THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR POEM PIERRE. I REALLY DO LOVE IT!
CHEERS....COLLEEN
Taking Time

Pierre,

You continue to provide substance to the poetry forum. Always a treat to read - heartfelt! ‘For there is not much time left’ . . . how profound. I wonder if we are ever truly cognisant of our limited time on earth? Thanks for the insight - once again.

Walter . . .
It must be said that the author embellishes the inevitability of the dream, by promoting the wistfulness of romantic insatiability.
Interesting imagery.
LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Irish Poem by Thomas Moore- Truly a beautiful poem..ty for sharing with others on site. cheers Katy
Lovely.
Dia Dhuit A Pierre..
I'm speechless! You almost made me cry on this one! I dont know what one hit me hardest? your poem in dedication to me, or my dream and visions of Ireland? This Poem is beautiful and I will cherish it always...when I'm feeling down I will read your poem again and again to lift my spirits and brighten my day! Go raibh míle maith agat!
Is maith liom go fírinneach é! ♥ Go mbeanni Dia Duit♥
♥ Éirinn go Brách ♥
Tráthnóna maith duit Pierre!
What a beautiful poem! W.B. Yeats is by far the most wonderful poet around! Awsome taste! He is my favorite of all poets! Just cant get any better then him! Amazing poem Pierre! So love it!
Go mbeannaí Dia duit, mo cara ♥ Slán go fóill! Sláinte
♥ Féadfaidh an grá agus ádh na Gaeilge i gcónaí a bheith in éineacht leat.

Dia Dhuit A Pierre, WOW!  

Is buaine port ná glór na n-éan,

Is buaine focal ná toice an tsaoil!

(A tune is more lasting than the song of the birds,
And a word more lasting than the wealth of the world!)

Absolutely wonderful! So gentle and loving and full of meaning.

Such a romantic at heart! Don't ever loose that!

♥♥ Dia duit féachaint thar a chosaint agus tú i gcónaí.

♥I gcónaí Agus Go Deo..

Dia duit ar maidin! 

You are so welcome Pierre. It is a beautiful song and you should

post it here, that is what this here is all about. Awsome stuff, please

finish any other poems that you may have started and have not yet

finished kk??? I love to read all, awsome poetry from all who post

here! As I always say..

♥Is buaine port ná glór na n-éan,

♥Is buaine focal ná toice an tsaoil. .

(A tune is more lasting than the song of the birds,

And a word more lasting than the wealth of the world.) 

♥♥Beannacht Dé leat! Forever And Always..            

       

 

Well, Dia Dhuit a Pierre, my grand friend from liveireland!

 

Finally back to browsing this incredible discussion chain on poetry (still a tribute to Felicia, who, I read, may be at school in Ireland.)

 

I've been away so long from the site. Coming home, I see the Poet Laureate of this site is still hard at work creating beautiful and touching poetry. You've a book here, Pierre.

 

In my life so many things have occurred warranting poetry; to busy with so many beautiful distractions. Recently received my 39th grandchild -- Finn Michael. He was preceded by Luke and Campion (not the same daughter of course).

 

Another great blessing happened this past August when I was invited out of retirement to teach again. Literature, Logic, American Government, and Speech and Debate. It's a brand new little high school named after Pope John Paul II. What a joy to be in the classroom again.

 

Just wanted to re-establish contact and tell you how good it is to see your work.

 

Maybe Walter will see this and rejoin Felicia's grand Discussion started so long ago.

 

Beauty, peace, and the Trinity be with you, Dear Friend.

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