The poetical works of Thomas Moore, ed. with a memoir by W.M. Rossetti1880 |
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Strana xx
... simple adhesion to principle which might pos- sibly have been in him , and forthcoming from him , under different conditions . Who shall touch pitch , and not be defiled ; who treacle , and not be sweetened ? Xx PREFATORY NOTICE .
... simple adhesion to principle which might pos- sibly have been in him , and forthcoming from him , under different conditions . Who shall touch pitch , and not be defiled ; who treacle , and not be sweetened ? Xx PREFATORY NOTICE .
Strana xxvii
... touching lines in the whole of Moore's poetry : here is one- " Come rest in this bosom , mine own stricken deer . " A great deal has been said of the overpowering " luscious- ness " of his poetry , and the magical " melody " of his ...
... touching lines in the whole of Moore's poetry : here is one- " Come rest in this bosom , mine own stricken deer . " A great deal has been said of the overpowering " luscious- ness " of his poetry , and the magical " melody " of his ...
Strana 10
... touch ; And though , ere long , her sanguine spirit rose Above the first dead pressure of its woes , Though health and bloom returned , the delicate chain Of thought , once tangled , never cleared again . The Amoo , which rises in the ...
... touch ; And though , ere long , her sanguine spirit rose Above the first dead pressure of its woes , Though health and bloom returned , the delicate chain Of thought , once tangled , never cleared again . The Amoo , which rises in the ...
Strana 11
... touching strain , ' Twas like the notes , half ecstasy , half pain , The bulbul * utters , ere her soul depart , When , vanquished by some minstrel's powerful art , She dies upon the lute whose sweetness broke her heart . Such was the ...
... touching strain , ' Twas like the notes , half ecstasy , half pain , The bulbul * utters , ere her soul depart , When , vanquished by some minstrel's powerful art , She dies upon the lute whose sweetness broke her heart . Such was the ...
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... touch Beyond all else the soul that loves it much- Now heard far off , so far as but to seem Like the faint , exquisite music of a dream ; All was too much for him , too full of bliss , The heart could nothing feel that felt not this ...
... touch Beyond all else the soul that loves it much- Now heard far off , so far as but to seem Like the faint , exquisite music of a dream ; All was too much for him , too full of bliss , The heart could nothing feel that felt not this ...
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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 583 - 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.