The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Bind 7D. Appleton, 1853 |
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... half of the last century among the higher ranks in Ireland . This taste continued for nearly twenty years to survive the epoch of the Union , and in the performances of the Private Theatre of Kilkenny gave forth its last , as well as ...
... half of the last century among the higher ranks in Ireland . This taste continued for nearly twenty years to survive the epoch of the Union , and in the performances of the Private Theatre of Kilkenny gave forth its last , as well as ...
Side 12
... half shown , And each hallows the hour by some rites of its own . Here the music of pray'r from a minaret swells , Here the Magian his urn , full of perfume , is swinging , And here , at the altar , a zone of sweet bells Round the waist ...
... half shown , And each hallows the hour by some rites of its own . Here the music of pray'r from a minaret swells , Here the Magian his urn , full of perfume , is swinging , And here , at the altar , a zone of sweet bells Round the waist ...
Side 16
... half so bright , Nor they themselves look'd half so fair . And what a wilderness of flowers ! It seem'd as though from all the bowers And fairest fields of all the year , The mingled spoil were scatter'd here . The Lake , too , like a ...
... half so bright , Nor they themselves look'd half so fair . And what a wilderness of flowers ! It seem'd as though from all the bowers And fairest fields of all the year , The mingled spoil were scatter'd here . The Lake , too , like a ...
Side 24
... half their light . Like that celestial bird , -whose nest - Is found beneath far Eastern skies , - Whose wings , though radiant when at rest , Lose all their glory when he flies ! † - Some difference , of this dangerous kind , - By ...
... half their light . Like that celestial bird , -whose nest - Is found beneath far Eastern skies , - Whose wings , though radiant when at rest , Lose all their glory when he flies ! † - Some difference , of this dangerous kind , - By ...
Side 64
... half so beautiful . What she had lost of the bloom and radiancy of her charms was more than made up by that intellectual expression , that soul beam- ing forth from the eyes , which is worth all the rest of loveliness . When they had ...
... half so beautiful . What she had lost of the bloom and radiancy of her charms was more than made up by that intellectual expression , that soul beam- ing forth from the eyes , which is worth all the rest of loveliness . When they had ...
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Side 22 - 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...
Side 51 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ! One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss ; And oh ! if there be an Elysium on earth, It is this, it is this.
Side 12 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Side 54 - tis by the lapwing found. * But if for me thou dost forsake Some other maid, and rudely break Her worshipp'd image from its base, To give to me the ruin'd place ; — Then, fare thee well— I'd rather make My bower upon some icy lake When thawing suns begin to shine, Than trust to love so false as thine...
Side 81 - Was this then the fate," — future ages will say, When some names shall live but in history's curse ; When Truth will be heard, and these Lords of a day Be forgotten as fools, or remember'd as worse ; — " Was this then the fate of that high-gifted man, " The pride of the palace, the bower and the hall, " The orator, — -dramatist, — minstrel, — who ran " Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all; — " Whose mind was an essence, compounded...
Side 82 - Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, " Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade...
Side 48 - Come hither, come hither — by night and by day, We linger in pleasures that never are gone ; Like the waves of the summer, as one dies away, Another as sweet and as shining comes on.
Side 13 - Or to see it by moonlight, — when mellowly shines The light o'er its palaces, gardens, and shrines ; When the water-falls gleam, like a quick fall of stars, And the nightingale's hymn from the Isle of Chenars Is broken by laughs and light echoes of feet...
Side 49 - For, oh, if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this ! There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ; One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss : And oh...
Side 49 - And precious their tears as that rain from the sky,; Which turns into pearls as it falls in the sea. Oh ! think what the kiss and the smile must be worth, When the sigh and the tear are so perfect in bliss; And own if there be an Elysinm on earth, It is this, it is this.