 When will heaven, its sweet bell ringing, Call my spirit from this stormy world? Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter-wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning...  Talis Qualis, Or, Tales of the Jury Room - Side 99af Gerald Griffin - 1842Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 sider
...Moira. II. Sadly, oh MOYLE ! to thy winter wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in her darkness doth ERIN lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will heaven,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sider
...stormy world? Sadly, oh Moyle! to thy winter-wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping; Still, doth the pure light its dawning delay! When will that day star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love? When will Heaven, its... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 sider
...from -tlris stormy SatJly, -oii Moyl« ! to thy winter-wave Fale bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping ; Still, doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day start midly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love? When will Heaven, its... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 sider
...were begun under the direction of that enlightened friend of Ireland, the late Countess of Moira. Yet still in her darkness doth ERIN lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will Heaven,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 sider
...were begun under the direction of that enlightened friend of Ireland, the late Countess of Moira. Yet still in her darkness doth ERIN lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will Heaven,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 sider
...stormy world ? Sadly, oh Moyle ! to thy winter-wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away : Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay, When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love ; When will heaven, its... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1828 - 232 sider
...world ? II. Sadly, oh Mo VLB ! to thy winter wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in her darkness doth ERIN lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing. Warm our isle with peace and love ? overflowing the country... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 sider
...stormy world? Sadly, oh Moyle! to thy winter wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long apes away; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love? When will Heaven, its... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 sider
...world? Sadly, oh Moylc! lo thy winter wave weeping, Kale bids me languish long ages away; Tel stilt in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dnwning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and |оте? When... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 sider
...stormy world ? Sadly, oh Moyle ! to thy winter wave weeping, Fate bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, Still doth the pure light its dawning delay ! When will that day-star, mildly springing, Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will Heaven,... | |
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