The poetical works of Thomas Moore, ed. with a memoir by W.M. Rossetti1880 |
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... ' Twas night , and many a circling bowl " 440 XXXVIII . " Let us drain the nectared bowl " 441 XXXIX . " How I love the festive boy " 442 XL . " I know that Heaven ordains me here " 442 LXII . " Fill me , boy , as deep CONTENTS . XV.
... ' Twas night , and many a circling bowl " 440 XXXVIII . " Let us drain the nectared bowl " 441 XXXIX . " How I love the festive boy " 442 XL . " I know that Heaven ordains me here " 442 LXII . " Fill me , boy , as deep CONTENTS . XV.
Strana xvi
... deep " XLVI . " See the young , the rosy Spring " XLVII . " ' Tis true my fading years decline " XLVIII . " When my thirsty soul I steep " XLIX . " When Bacchus , Jove's immortal boy ' L. " When I drink , I feel , I feel " LI . " Fly ...
... deep " XLVI . " See the young , the rosy Spring " XLVII . " ' Tis true my fading years decline " XLVIII . " When my thirsty soul I steep " XLIX . " When Bacchus , Jove's immortal boy ' L. " When I drink , I feel , I feel " LI . " Fly ...
Strana 9
... deep voice , which thrilled like Allah's own ! The Young all dazzled by the plumes and lances , The glittering throne , and Haram's half - caught glances ; The Old deep pondering on the promised reign Of peace and truth and all the ...
... deep voice , which thrilled like Allah's own ! The Young all dazzled by the plumes and lances , The glittering throne , and Haram's half - caught glances ; The Old deep pondering on the promised reign Of peace and truth and all the ...
Strana 11
... deep to be effaced ; The one whose memory , fresh as life , is twined With every broken link of her lost mind ; Whose image lives , though Reason's self be wrecked , Safe ' mid the ruins of her intellect ! Alas , poor Zelica ! it needed ...
... deep to be effaced ; The one whose memory , fresh as life , is twined With every broken link of her lost mind ; Whose image lives , though Reason's self be wrecked , Safe ' mid the ruins of her intellect ! Alas , poor Zelica ! it needed ...
Strana 13
... deep her soul had gone In shame and falsehood since those moments shone ; And , then , her oath - there madness lay again , And , shuddering , back she sunk into her chain Of mental darkness , as if blest to flee From light , whose ...
... deep her soul had gone In shame and falsehood since those moments shone ; And , then , her oath - there madness lay again , And , shuddering , back she sunk into her chain Of mental darkness , as if blest to flee From light , whose ...
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The poetical works of Thomas Moore, ed. with a memoir by W.M. Rossetti Thomas Moore Úplné zobrazenie - 1883 |
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Strana 328 - 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, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; 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, To show that still...
Strana 372 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Strana 345 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Strana 56 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall : Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of Heaven is worth them all...
Strana 299 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.2 Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Strana 57 - Nymph of a fair, but erring line ! " Gently he said — "One hope is thine. Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this Eternal Gate The Gift that is most dear to Heaven ! Go, seek it, and redeem thy sin— 'Tis sweet to let the Pardon'd in ! " Rapidly as comets run To th...
Strana 27 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S§ stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Strana 373 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Strana 591 - With Red Border Lines. 31. The Christian Life. Bible Helps and Counsels for Every Day throughout the Year. With Red Border Lines. 32. The Perfect Life. By WILLIAM E. CHANNING. 33. Sacred Heroes and Martyrs. By JT HEADLEY. Revised and Edited by JW KIRTON, LL.D., Author of
Strana 374 - Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray, As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.