William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
To Thomas MooreLord Byron (17881824)
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And my bark is on the sea;
But, before I go, Tom Moore,
Here’s a double health to thee!
And a smile to those who hate;
And, whatever sky’s above me,
Here’s a heart for every fate.
Yet it still shall bear me on;
Though a desert should surround me,
It hath springs that may be won.
As I gasp’d upon the brink,
Ere my fainting spirit fell,
’Tis to thee that I would drink.
The libation I would pour
Should be—peace with thine and mine,
And a health to thee, Tom Moore.