The poetical works of Thomas Moore, ed. with a memoir by W.M. Rossetti1880 |
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... hear " Elegiac Stanzas , supposed to be written by Julia , on 193 194 194 195 195 the Death of her Brother . 196 A Night - thought 197 Elegiac Stanzas . " When wearied wretches ' " " 197 The Kiss . " Grow to my lip " 197 Το — . " With ...
... hear " Elegiac Stanzas , supposed to be written by Julia , on 193 194 194 195 195 the Death of her Brother . 196 A Night - thought 197 Elegiac Stanzas . " When wearied wretches ' " " 197 The Kiss . " Grow to my lip " 197 Το — . " With ...
Strana xv
... hear your glorious task " V. “ Grave me a cup with brilliant grace ” VI . " As late I sought the spangled bowers " VII . " The women tell me every day " PAGE 422 423 423 • 424 VIII . " I care not for the idle state " • 424 IX . “ I pray ...
... hear your glorious task " V. “ Grave me a cup with brilliant grace ” VI . " As late I sought the spangled bowers " VII . " The women tell me every day " PAGE 422 423 423 • 424 VIII . " I care not for the idle state " • 424 IX . “ I pray ...
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... hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ; When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so well . Too happy days ! when , if he touched a flower Or gem of thine ...
... hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ; When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so well . Too happy days ! when , if he touched a flower Or gem of thine ...
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... hear me , Priestess ! -though each nymph of these Hath some peculiar , practised power to please , Some glance or step which , at the mirror tried , First charms herself , then all the world beside ; There still wants one , to make the ...
... hear me , Priestess ! -though each nymph of these Hath some peculiar , practised power to please , Some glance or step which , at the mirror tried , First charms herself , then all the world beside ; There still wants one , to make the ...
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... hear the bird's song . That bower and its music I never forget , But oft when alone , in the bloom of the year , I think is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No , the roses soon ...
... hear the bird's song . That bower and its music I never forget , But oft when alone , in the bloom of the year , I think is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No , the roses soon ...
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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.