The Poetical Works of Thomas MooreLeavitt & Allen, 1857 - 639 sider |
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... round merrily The Tablet of Love When in languor sleeps the heart Will you come to the bower ? The Rabbinical Origin of Women Farewell , Bessy ! Song . I've roam'd through many a weary round 608 · 608 · · 608 ! Letter I. From Alciphron ...
... round merrily The Tablet of Love When in languor sleeps the heart Will you come to the bower ? The Rabbinical Origin of Women Farewell , Bessy ! Song . I've roam'd through many a weary round 608 · 608 · · 608 ! Letter I. From Alciphron ...
Side 13
... round . Great Bacchus ! we shall sing to thee , In wild but sweet ebriety ; Flashing around such sparks of thought , As Bacchus could alone have taught . Then , give the harp of epic song , Which Homer's finger thrill'd along ; But tear ...
... round . Great Bacchus ! we shall sing to thee , In wild but sweet ebriety ; Flashing around such sparks of thought , As Bacchus could alone have taught . Then , give the harp of epic song , Which Homer's finger thrill'd along ; But tear ...
Side 29
... round His snowy neck , and shoulders bound , Himself shall hover by my side , And minister the racy tide ! Oh , swift as wheels that kindling roll , Our life is hurrying to the goal : A scanty dust to feed the wind , Is all the trace ...
... round His snowy neck , and shoulders bound , Himself shall hover by my side , And minister the racy tide ! Oh , swift as wheels that kindling roll , Our life is hurrying to the goal : A scanty dust to feed the wind , Is all the trace ...
Side 33
... round , Let but the nymph , our banquet's pr.àe , Be seated smiling by my side , And earth has not a gift or power That I would envy in that hour . Envy ! -oh never let its blight Touch the gay hearts met here to - night . Far hence be ...
... round , Let but the nymph , our banquet's pr.àe , Be seated smiling by my side , And earth has not a gift or power That I would envy in that hour . Envy ! -oh never let its blight Touch the gay hearts met here to - night . Far hence be ...
Side 34
... round thy shrine , Wreathing my brow with rose and vine , I lead some bright nymph through the dance ( 7 ) Commingling soul with every glance ! ( 8 ) ODE XLV . WITHIN this goblet , rich and deep , I cradle all my woes to sleep . Why ...
... round thy shrine , Wreathing my brow with rose and vine , I lead some bright nymph through the dance ( 7 ) Commingling soul with every glance ! ( 8 ) ODE XLV . WITHIN this goblet , rich and deep , I cradle all my woes to sleep . Why ...
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Anacreon ancient angels bard beam beautiful beneath bless blest bliss bloom blush bowers breath bright brow called Catullus charm Cicero Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth Epicurus epigram eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers friends glory grace Haram harp hath heart heaven hope hour Irish King kiss Lady Lalla Rookh light lips live look look'd Lord Lord Byron Love's lover lute lyre maid morning ne'er never night nymph o'er once Papists pass'd Persian Plato Plutarch poem poet rose round Sappho seem'd shade shine shone sigh sing sleep smile song soul spirit star sung sweet tears tell thee there's thine things THOMAS MOORE thought throne turn'd Twixt wave weep Whigs wild wings wonder words young youth και