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... dear to me the Hour 201 When first I met thee 230 The Legacy • Take back the Virgin Page How oft has the Benshee cried We may roam through this World 203 Eveleen's Bower Let Erin remember the Days of Old 205 The Song of Fionnuala . 202 ...
... dear to me the Hour 201 When first I met thee 230 The Legacy • Take back the Virgin Page How oft has the Benshee cried We may roam through this World 203 Eveleen's Bower Let Erin remember the Days of Old 205 The Song of Fionnuala . 202 ...
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... Dear to the Queen of amorous truth , And dear to her , whose yielding zone Will soon resign her all thine own ; Turn to Myrilla , turn thine eye , Breathe to Myrilla , breathe thy sigh ! To those bewitching beauties turn ; Thou little ...
... Dear to the Queen of amorous truth , And dear to her , whose yielding zone Will soon resign her all thine own ; Turn to Myrilla , turn thine eye , Breathe to Myrilla , breathe thy sigh ! To those bewitching beauties turn ; Thou little ...
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Thomas Moore. TO J. ATKINSON , Esq . MY DEAR SIR , I feel a very sincere pleasure in dedicating to you the Second ... dear friend , April 19 , 1802 . With the truest esteem , Yours , T. M. POEMS , ETC. FRAGMENTS OF COLLEGE EXERCISES ...
Thomas Moore. TO J. ATKINSON , Esq . MY DEAR SIR , I feel a very sincere pleasure in dedicating to you the Second ... dear friend , April 19 , 1802 . With the truest esteem , Yours , T. M. POEMS , ETC. FRAGMENTS OF COLLEGE EXERCISES ...
Strona 55
... dear , the endless debt of loving ? It must be so to thee , my youth ; With this idea toil is lighter ; This sweetens all the fruits of truth , And makes the flowers of Fancy brighter ! The little gift we send thee , boy , May sometimes ...
... dear , the endless debt of loving ? It must be so to thee , my youth ; With this idea toil is lighter ; This sweetens all the fruits of truth , And makes the flowers of Fancy brighter ! The little gift we send thee , boy , May sometimes ...
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... dear ! At length the second night arrived Again their couch they pressed ; Poor Rupert hoped that all was o'er , And ... dear ? ' ' No , no , my love ! my Rupert , I No shape of horrors see ; And much I mourn the phantasy That keeps my ...
... dear ! At length the second night arrived Again their couch they pressed ; Poor Rupert hoped that all was o'er , And ... dear ? ' ' No , no , my love ! my Rupert , I No shape of horrors see ; And much I mourn the phantasy That keeps my ...
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Strona 382 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Strona 425 - 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 dimmed 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 190 - 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 423 - Those joyous hours are passed 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 ! Moore.
Strona 195 - Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray.
Strona 201 - 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.
Strona 201 - 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.
Strona 171 - 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. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Strona 217 - DEAR Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long,' When proudly, my own Island Harp, I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...
Strona 339 - Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace.