Irish Melodies by Thomas Moore

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	Fairest! put on awhile	112
	Farewell I — but whenever you welcome the hour	64
	Fill the bumper fair	79
	Fly not yet; 'tis just the hour	7
	Forget not the field where they perish'd	92
	From this hour the pledge is given	140
	Go where Glory waits thee	1
	Has sorrow thy young days shaded	69
	Here we dwell, in holiest bowers	51
	How dear to me the hour when daylight dies.	14
	How oft has the Benshee cried	16
	How sweet the answer Echo mates	104
	I 'd mourn the hopes that leave me.	67
	If thou 'It be mine, the treasures of air.	90
	Ill Omens.	31
	In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown	84
	In yonder valley there dwelt, alone ,	117
	I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining	78
	I saw thy form in youthful prime.....	45
	It is not the tear at this moment shed	38
	• I 've a secret to tell thee, but hush 1 not here	131
	I wish I was by that dim Lake ,	121
	Lay his sword by his side	136
	Lesbia hath a beaming eye	43
	Let Erin remember the days of old	20
	Like the bright lamp that shone in Kildare's holy fane .	26
	Love and the Novice	51
	Love's young Dream	39


	My gentle Harp, once more I -waken	82
	Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns.	48
	Ne'er ask the hour—what is it to us.	95
	Night clos'd around the conqueror's way.	34
	No. iot more welcome the fairy numbers	70