Thursday, May 28, 2009

The Meeting of the Waters

There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;
Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart,
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.

'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near,
Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear,
And who felt how the best charms of nature improve,
When we see them reflected from looks that we love.

Sweet vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest
in thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best,
Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease,
And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.

Thomas Moore *28th May 1779


  1. Beautiful. I must purchase a collection of his works

  2. I deeply admire Thomas Moore who had a difficult life but never ceased to sing the enchantment of love and the joy of friendship.

    Thank you, Sean, for posting his marvellous poetry.

  3. I too enjoy this man's poetry a great deal. It's wonderful to read his work here Sean.

  4. Dear all,
    glad the poet could fill your hearts with joy. :)

    The Meeting of the Waters still is a wonderful place - especially when there are no noisy tourists hanging around. :)