The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes, Vydanie 3541872 |
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Strana 11
... thought , As Bacchus could alone have taught ! Then give the harp of epic song , Which Homer's finger thrilled along ; For war is not the theme I sing ! But tear away the sanguine string , ODE III.5 LISTEN to the Muse's lyre , Master of ...
... thought , As Bacchus could alone have taught ! Then give the harp of epic song , Which Homer's finger thrilled along ; For war is not the theme I sing ! But tear away the sanguine string , ODE III.5 LISTEN to the Muse's lyre , Master of ...
Strana 12
... thought upon the subject of old age : Quid rides , Matrona ? senem quid temnis aman- tem ? Quisquis amat nullâ est conditione senex . Why do you scorn my want of youth , And with a smile my brow behold ? Lady , dear ! believe this truth ...
... thought upon the subject of old age : Quid rides , Matrona ? senem quid temnis aman- tem ? Quisquis amat nullâ est conditione senex . Why do you scorn my want of youth , And with a smile my brow behold ? Lady , dear ! believe this truth ...
Strana 20
... thought proper to add some- what to the strength of the original . ' 5 By this allegory of the Muses making Cupid the prisoner of Beauty , Anacreon seems to in- sinuate the softening influence which a cultivation of poetry has over the ...
... thought proper to add some- what to the strength of the original . ' 5 By this allegory of the Muses making Cupid the prisoner of Beauty , Anacreon seems to in- sinuate the softening influence which a cultivation of poetry has over the ...
Strana 24
... thought of Anacreon : He took the shaft - and , oh ! thy. But is there then no kindly art , To chase these Cupids from my heart ? No , no ! 1 fear , alas ! I fear They will for ever nestle here ! ODE XXVI . THY harp may sing of Troy's ...
... thought of Anacreon : He took the shaft - and , oh ! thy. But is there then no kindly art , To chase these Cupids from my heart ? No , no ! 1 fear , alas ! I fear They will for ever nestle here ! ODE XXVI . THY harp may sing of Troy's ...
Strana 30
... thought In life's account avail us aught ? Can we discern , with all our lore , The path we're yet to journey o'er ? No , no , the walk of life is dark , ' Tis wine alone can strike a spark ! 1 Then let me quaff the foamy tide , And ...
... thought In life's account avail us aught ? Can we discern , with all our lore , The path we're yet to journey o'er ? No , no , the walk of life is dark , ' Tis wine alone can strike a spark ! 1 Then let me quaff the foamy tide , And ...
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Anacreon Anacreon and Sappho ancient Aulus Gellius Bacchus bard beam beauty beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bosom bowers bowl breast breath bright brow burning Catullus charm cheek Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth epigram Eurypyle eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace harp hath heart heaven hope hour kiss Lalla Rookh light lips look Lord Love's lover lute lyre Madame Dacier maid morning ne'er never night nymph o'er once Persian Plato poem poet Polycrates rose rosy round shade shed shine sigh sing sleep smile song soul sparkling spirit star steal sweet tears tears of wine tell thee thine thou thought throne trembling Twas twill twine wandering wanton warm wave weep wild wine wing young youth δε
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Strana 484 - When I remember all The friends, so linked together, I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands "dead, And all but he departed!
Strana 310 - THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Strana 194 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Strana 310 - Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven — Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine.
Strana 201 - Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will. And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Strana 177 - Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Why should we yet our sail unfurl ? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl. But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Strana 213 - He had lived for his love — for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him...
Strana 351 - 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 213 - 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 319 - Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, in GOD'S name saying — " Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.