The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes, Wydanie 3541872 |
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Strona iii
... Twas in an airy dream of · Armed with hyacinthine rod ' Strew me a breathing bed of leaves ' " Twas noon of night , when round the pole ' . 22 25 25 26 • 27 Oh thou , of all creation blest 27 5. Grave me a cup with brilliant 35 . Cupid ...
... Twas in an airy dream of · Armed with hyacinthine rod ' Strew me a breathing bed of leaves ' " Twas noon of night , when round the pole ' . 22 25 25 26 • 27 Oh thou , of all creation blest 27 5. Grave me a cup with brilliant 35 . Cupid ...
Strona 11
... Twas in a vision of the night , He beamed upon my wandering sight : I heard his voice , and warmly pressed The dear enthusiast to my breast . His tresses wore a silvery dye , But beauty sparkled in his eye ; Sparkled in his eyes of fire ...
... Twas in a vision of the night , He beamed upon my wandering sight : I heard his voice , and warmly pressed The dear enthusiast to my breast . His tresses wore a silvery dye , But beauty sparkled in his eye ; Sparkled in his eyes of fire ...
Strona 15
... Twas not a cooling crystal draught , " Twas liquid flame I madly quaffed ; For Love was in the rippling tide , I felt him to my bosom glide ; And now the wily wanton minion Plays o'er my heart with restless pinion .. This was a day of ...
... Twas not a cooling crystal draught , " Twas liquid flame I madly quaffed ; For Love was in the rippling tide , I felt him to my bosom glide ; And now the wily wanton minion Plays o'er my heart with restless pinion .. This was a day of ...
Strona 24
... Twas not the crested warrior's dart Which drank the current of my heart ; Nor naval arms , nor mailèd steed , Have made this vanquished bosom bleed ; No - from an eye of liquid blue A host of quivered Cupids flew ; And now my heart all ...
... Twas not the crested warrior's dart Which drank the current of my heart ; Nor naval arms , nor mailèd steed , Have made this vanquished bosom bleed ; No - from an eye of liquid blue A host of quivered Cupids flew ; And now my heart all ...
Strona 25
... Twas noon of night , when round. took- He sighed , and felt the urchin's art ; He sighed , in agony of heart , ' It is not light - I die with pain ! Take - take thy arrow back again . ' ' No , ' said the child , it must not be , That ...
... Twas noon of night , when round. took- He sighed , and felt the urchin's art ; He sighed , in agony of heart , ' It is not light - I die with pain ! Take - take thy arrow back again . ' ' No , ' said the child , it must not be , That ...
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Strona 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!
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.