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... night . XXXI . Arm'd with hyacinthine rod . XXXII . Strew me a fragment bed of leaves . XXXIII . ' Twas noon of night , when round the pole XXXIV . Oh thou , of all creation blest • 25. Αντίπατρου Σιδωνίου , εις Ανακριόντα 46 • 25 Του ...
... night . XXXI . Arm'd with hyacinthine rod . XXXII . Strew me a fragment bed of leaves . XXXIII . ' Twas noon of night , when round the pole XXXIV . Oh thou , of all creation blest • 25. Αντίπατρου Σιδωνίου , εις Ανακριόντα 46 • 25 Του ...
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... Night Dance • 213 What the Bee is to the Floweret 187 There are Sounds of Mirth 213 Love and the Novice 187 Oh ! Arranmore , loved Arranmore 213 One Bumper at parting This Life is all chequer'd with Pleasures and Woes Oh the Shamrock At ...
... Night Dance • 213 What the Bee is to the Floweret 187 There are Sounds of Mirth 213 Love and the Novice 187 Oh ! Arranmore , loved Arranmore 213 One Bumper at parting This Life is all chequer'd with Pleasures and Woes Oh the Shamrock At ...
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... night ! " Alcmæon once , as legends tell , Was frenzied by the fiends of hell ; Orestes too , with naked tread , Frantic pac'd the mountain - head ; And why ? a murder'd mother's shade Haunted them still where'er they strayed . But ne ...
... night ! " Alcmæon once , as legends tell , Was frenzied by the fiends of hell ; Orestes too , with naked tread , Frantic pac'd the mountain - head ; And why ? a murder'd mother's shade Haunted them still where'er they strayed . But ne ...
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... night Hang , humid wreath , the lover's vow ; And haply , at the morning light , My love shall twine thee round her brow . Then , if upon her bosom bright Some drops of dew shall fall from thee , Tell her , they are not drops of night ...
... night Hang , humid wreath , the lover's vow ; And haply , at the morning light , My love shall twine thee round her brow . Then , if upon her bosom bright Some drops of dew shall fall from thee , Tell her , they are not drops of night ...
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... night – I fancied I had wings as light As a young bird's , and flew as fleet ; While Love , around whose beauteous feet , I knew not why , hung chains of lead , Pursued me , as I trembling fled ; And , strange to say , as swift as ...
... night – I fancied I had wings as light As a young bird's , and flew as fleet ; While Love , around whose beauteous feet , I knew not why , hung chains of lead , Pursued me , as I trembling fled ; And , strange to say , as swift as ...
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Strona 172 - 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.
Strona 224 - OFT in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Strona 187 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strona 241 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Strona 222 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells...
Strona 173 - 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.
Strona 348 - 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...
Strona 177 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
Strona 247 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; Neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: But the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, And thy God thy glory. Thy sun shall no more go down; Neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: For the LORD shall be thine everlasting light, And the days of thy mourning shall be ended.
Strona 125 - 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...