The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Tulip, said to be of Turkish extrac-
tion, 321.

Voiture's Kiss, rendered by Mrs.

67.

When o'er the silent seas alone, 287.
When the first summer bee, 235.

'Twas in a mocking dream of night Vulcan! hear your glorious task (Ode When the wine-cup is smiling before

(Ode xxx. Anacreon), 25.

'Twas night, and many a circling-bowl

(Ode xxxvII. Anacreon), 28.

'Twas noon of night, when round the
pole (Ode xxxiii. Anacreon), 26.
'Twas one of those dreams, 206.
'Twas when the world was in its prime,

466.

'Twas but for a moment, and yet in
that time, 130.

Wake thee, my dear-thy dreaming, When to sad music silent you listen, 309

299.

Wake up, sweet melody! 303.

Wales, Princess Charlotte of, 149. et seq.
Walton, Isaac, 387. n.
Waltz Duet, 258.

Twin'st thou with lofty wreath thy brow? Waltzing, 489.

311.
Twopenny

Post-Bag, by Thomas
Brown the Younger, 147. Dedication
to Stephen Woolriche, Esq., 147.
The Preface, 147. The Intercepted
Letters: From the Princess Char-
lotte of Wales to Lady Barbara
Ashley, Letter 1., 149. From Colonel
M'Mahon to G. F. Leckie, Esq.,
Letter II., 150. Its Postscript, 151.
From the Regent to Lord Yarmouth,
Letter III., 151. From the Rt. Hon.
Patrick Duigenan to the Rt. Hon. Sir
John Nichol, Letter IV., 152. (En-
closing an Unanswerable Argument
against the Papists,' 153.) From the
Countess Dowager of Cork, Letter V.,
153. Its Postscript, 121. From Ab-
dallah, in London, to Mohassan in
Ispahan, Letter VI., 154. From
Lackington and Co. to, Esq.,
Letter VII., 155. From Colonel
Thomas to
Skeffington, Esq.,
Letter VIII., 156. Appendix to these
Epistles, 157-160.
Tyrolese Song of Liberty:- Merrily
every bosom boundeth, 294.

Warning, a, 96.

War against Babylon! 251.
War's high-sounding harp, 250.
Warrior, the Dying, 282.
Washington, city of, and the American
rivers, &c., 119. 122. et seq.
Watchman, the; a Glee, 288.
Waterloo coin, Advertisement of a miss-
ing or lost, 539.

We care not; Song, 604.
We read the flying courser's name (Ode
XXVII. Anacreon), 23.
Weep, Children of Israel! 248.
Weep not for those whom the veil of
the tomb, 243.

Weep on! weep on! your hour is past,

188.

Weeping for thee, my love, through the
long day, 265.

Welcome, sweet bird, through the sunny
air winging, 277.

Well! peace to thy heart, though ano-
ther's it be, 115.

Well, the Holy, alleged miraculous ap-
pearance of the moon night and day
in the, 342.

Wellington Spa, the, 563.
Wellington, Field Marshal the Duke of,

xxxiv. Reinforcements for him, 170.
His Grace and the Ministers, 171.542.
Wellington, Napoleon, and Waterloo,
487. 516.

Were not the sinful Mary's tears, 245
What's my thought like? 164.
What shall I sing thee? 487.
What the bee is to the floweret, 187.
When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy
(Ode XLIX. Anacreon), 33.

When, casting many a look behind, 55.
When cold in the earth lies the Friend
thou hast lov'd, 198.

When Cupid sees how thickly now,
(Ode LXXVIII. Anacreon), 45.
When evening shades are falling, 270.
When first that smile, 232.

When first I met thee warm and young,
xxiv. 193.

When Gold, as fleet as zephyr's pinion
(Ode LVIII. Anacreon), 39.

While we invoke the wreathed spring
(Ode LV. Anacreon), 36.

Who comes so gracefully, 276.
Who is the maid my spirit seeks, M2.
Who'll buy my love-knots? 232
Who'll buy? 'tis Folly's shop, 260.
Whose was the artist hand that spread
(Ode LVII. Anacreon), 38.
Why does azure deck the sky? 68.
Why does she so long delay ? 311.
Wind thy horn, my hunter boy, 237.
Wine-cup is circling, The, 214.
Wine, praise of, in Lalla Rookh. 294.

396. See also other poems and songs,

174. 178. 189. 196. 207. 211. 214 334.
235. 237. Wisdom, 188, 194. 235.
Wit, 279. The quiver of, 188.
With all my soul, then, let us part, 62.
With twenty chords my lyre is hung
(Ode LXXI. Anacreon), 44.
Within this goblet, rich and deep (Odr
XLV. Anacreon.) 32.

Wo! wo unto him! 515.
Woman, 123. 213. 272. 466. 471, 472, 473.
478.605.

Woman:-Away, away—you're all the
same, 96.
Wonder, the, 65.

Woods and Forests, Ode to the, 523.

Woodpecker, the I knew by the │
smoke, that so gracefully curl'd, 12.
Word awaked my heart. Thy, 249.

When he who adores thee has left but World, the fashionable, 253.

the name, 173.

World is all a fleeting show, This, 20

When I behold the festive train (Ode | World, When abroad in the, 238.
LIII. Anacreon), 35.

When I lov'd you, I can't but allow, 55.
When Love is kind, 240.

When Love, rock'd by his mother, 210.
When night brings the hour, 239.
When Love was a child, 230.
When my thirsty soul I steep (Ode
XLVIII. Anacreon), 33.

When Spring adorns the dewy scene
(Ode XLI. Anacreon), 30.

Would that I were a tuneful lyre (Ocz
LXXVII. Anacreon), 45.
Wreath the bowl, 198.
Wreath and the Chain, the, 90.
Write on, write on, ye Barons dear, 321

Y-th, Earl of, 400. Letter addresse
to, by Thomas Brown the Younge

151. Some remarks on the same, 161.
165. 167, 168.

Years have pass'd, old friend, since
we, 316.

Yemen, and the rest of Arabia, alluded
to, 361. et seq.