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... Tear away . ( French Air . ) . Joys of Youth , how fleeting ! ( Portuguese Air . ) Go , let me weep . ( Air . - Stevenson . ) 168 168 150 Come not , O Lord . ( Air . - Haydn . ) 168 151 Were not the siniul Mary's Tears . ( Air ...
... Tear away . ( French Air . ) . Joys of Youth , how fleeting ! ( Portuguese Air . ) Go , let me weep . ( Air . - Stevenson . ) 168 168 150 Come not , O Lord . ( Air . - Haydn . ) 168 151 Were not the siniul Mary's Tears . ( Air ...
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... , pour ne pas éblouir ceux qui l'approchoient par l'éclat de son visage comme Moyse . " - D'Herbelot . 1 Brought , mingled with its pain , tears , 10 MOORE'S WORKS . What the Bee is to the Floweret 109 THE VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN.
... , pour ne pas éblouir ceux qui l'approchoient par l'éclat de son visage comme Moyse . " - D'Herbelot . 1 Brought , mingled with its pain , tears , 10 MOORE'S WORKS . What the Bee is to the Floweret 109 THE VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN.
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... tears . Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdu'd , for the first ...
... tears . Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdu'd , for the first ...
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... tears , [ started , " And find those tears warm as when last they " Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted . " O my own life ! -why should a single day , " A moment keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
... tears , [ started , " And find those tears warm as when last they " Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted . " O my own life ! -why should a single day , " A moment keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
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... tears , to thee at parting giv'n , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heav'n . 1 This is not quite astronomically true . " Dr. Hadley ( says Keil ) has shown that Venus is brightest when she is about forty degrees removed from the ...
... tears , to thee at parting giv'n , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heav'n . 1 This is not quite astronomically true . " Dr. Hadley ( says Keil ) has shown that Venus is brightest when she is about forty degrees removed from the ...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: A New Edition, Collected and Arranged by ... Thomas Moore Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2001 |
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Anacreon ancient bard beam beautiful beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bower breath bright bright eyes brow called Catullus charm Cicero Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth Epicurean Epicurus epigram ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers fond friends glory grace hand hath heart heaven hope hour Irish King LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd Lord lov'd Love's lover lute lyre maid morning ne'er never night nymph o'er once pass'd Persian Plato Plutarch poem poet QUADRILLE rose round Sappho scene seem'd shade shine shone sigh sing sleep smile song soul spirit star sweet tears tell thee there's thine thou thought turn'd Twas Twill Twixt voice wave weep Whig wild wings words young youth
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Side 166 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Side 165 - THE BIRD, LET LOOSE. (AIR. — BEETHOVEN. ) THE bird, let loose in eastern skies,* When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; —...
Side 111 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Side 96 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells : The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still...
Side 148 - 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 dimm'd 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.
Side 74 - 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 96 - Yes, weep, and however my foes may condemn, Thy tears shall efface their decree ; For Heaven can witness, though guilty to them, I have been but too faithful to thee. With thee were the dreams of my earliest love ; Every thought of my reason was thine ; In my last humble prayer to the Spirit above, Thy name shall be mingled with mine.
Side 43 - And now — behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven The triumph of a Soul Forgiven...
Side 96 - ... and however my foes may condemn, Thy tears shall efface their decree ; For Heaven can witness, though guilty to them, I have been but too faithful to thee. With thee were the dreams of my earliest love ; Every thought of my reason was thine ; In my last humble prayer to the Spirit above, Thy name shall be mingled with mine. Oh ! blest are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee.
Side 146 - Those joyous hours are past 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...