English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 488. The Harp that Once Through Tara’s Halls |
| | | Thomas Moore (1779–1852) |
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| THE HARP that once through Tara’s halls | |
| The soul of music shed, | |
| Now hangs as mute on Tara’s walls | |
| As if that soul were fled. | |
| So sleeps the pride of former days, | 5 |
| So glory’s thrill is o’er, | |
| And hearts, that once beat high for praise, | |
| Now feel that pulse no more. | |
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| No more to chiefs and ladies bright | |
| The harp of Tara swells: | 10 |
| The chord alone, that breaks at night, | |
| Its tale of ruin tells. | |
| Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, | |
| The only throb she gives, | |
| Is when some heart indignant breaks, | 15 |
| To show that still she lives. | |
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