| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | No, Not More Welcome | | By Thomas Moore (1779–1852) |
| | | NO, not more welcome the fairy numbers | |
| Of music fall on the sleeper’s ear, | |
| When, half-awaking from fearful slumbers, | |
| He thinks the full choir of heaven is near— | |
| Then came that voice, when, all forsaken, | 5 |
| This heart long had sleeping lain, | |
| Nor thought its cold pulse would ever waken | |
| To such benign, blessed sounds again. | |
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| Sweet voice of comfort! ’twas like the stealing | |
| Of summer wind thro’ some wreathed shell— | 10 |
| Each secret winding, each inmost feeling | |
| Of all my soul echoed to its spell; | |
| ’Twas whispered balm—’twas sunshine spoken!— | |
| I’d live years of grief and pain | |
| To have my long sleep of sorrow broken | 15 |
| By such benign, blessed sounds again. | | | | |
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