The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: With the Life of the AuthorP.F. Collier, 1879 - 552 strán (strany) |
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... pain was the grave censure of Lady Donegall- " I am both vexed and disappointed , and I think that you will feel that I am right in not allowing Barbara to read it . " Nevertheless , " The Angels " won the battle , held their place in ...
... pain was the grave censure of Lady Donegall- " I am both vexed and disappointed , and I think that you will feel that I am right in not allowing Barbara to read it . " Nevertheless , " The Angels " won the battle , held their place in ...
Strana xxiv
... pain . With four of his children and that faithful wife , who rejoined him in 1865 , he now rests in the little churchyard of Bromham . What need of an elaborate criticism of one whose genius won its own way to the highest fame ? As a ...
... pain . With four of his children and that faithful wife , who rejoined him in 1865 , he now rests in the little churchyard of Bromham . What need of an elaborate criticism of one whose genius won its own way to the highest fame ? As a ...
Strana 22
... pain , That , fast as a feeling but touches one link , Her magic shall send it direct thro ' the chain . THROUGH grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way , Till hope seem'd to bud from each thorn that round me lay ; The ...
... pain , That , fast as a feeling but touches one link , Her magic shall send it direct thro ' the chain . THROUGH grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer'd my way , Till hope seem'd to bud from each thorn that round me lay ; The ...
Strana 59
... pain · To have my long sleep of sorrow broken By such benign , blessed sounds again . DRINK TO HER . DRINK to her , who long Hath wak'd the poet's sigh , The girl , who gave to song What gold could never buy . Oh ! woman's heart was ...
... pain · To have my long sleep of sorrow broken By such benign , blessed sounds again . DRINK TO HER . DRINK to her , who long Hath wak'd the poet's sigh , The girl , who gave to song What gold could never buy . Oh ! woman's heart was ...
Strana 66
... pain itself seems sweet when springing From thee , thee , only thee . Like spells , that nought on earth can break , Till lips that know the charm have spoken , This heart , howe'er the world may wake Its grief , its scorn , can but be ...
... pain itself seems sweet when springing From thee , thee , only thee . Like spells , that nought on earth can break , Till lips that know the charm have spoken , This heart , howe'er the world may wake Its grief , its scorn , can but be ...
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