The Poetical Works of Thomas MooreD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 747 sider |
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... Twas in a mocking dream of night . XXXI . Arm'd with hyacinthine rod . XXXII . Strew me a fragment bed of leaves . XXXIII . ' Twas noon of night , when round the pole XXXIV . Oh thou , of all creation blest • 25. Αντίπατρου Σιδωνίου ...
... Twas in a mocking dream of night . XXXI . Arm'd with hyacinthine rod . XXXII . Strew me a fragment bed of leaves . XXXIII . ' Twas noon of night , when round the pole XXXIV . Oh thou , of all creation blest • 25. Αντίπατρου Σιδωνίου ...
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... Twas not I who dared to make it ; No , believe me , ' twas not I ; Oh , it has cost me many a sigh , And I can no longer keep Little gods , who murder sleep ! " 5 66 ' Here , then , here , " ( I said with joy , ) Here is silver for the ...
... Twas not I who dared to make it ; No , believe me , ' twas not I ; Oh , it has cost me many a sigh , And I can no longer keep Little gods , who murder sleep ! " 5 66 ' Here , then , here , " ( I said with joy , ) Here is silver for the ...
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... Twas not a cooling , crystal draught , ' Twas liquid flame I madly quaff'd ; For Love was in the rippling tide , I felt him to my bosom glide ; And now the wily , wanton minion Plays round my heart with restless pinion . A day it was of ...
... Twas not a cooling , crystal draught , ' Twas liquid flame I madly quaff'd ; For Love was in the rippling tide , I felt him to my bosom glide ; And now the wily , wanton minion Plays round my heart with restless pinion . A day it was of ...
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... Twas noon of night , when round the pole The sullen Bear is seen to roll ; And mortals , wearied with the day , Are slumbering all their cares away : An infant , at that dreary hour , Came weeping to my silent bower , And wak'd me with ...
... Twas noon of night , when round the pole The sullen Bear is seen to roll ; And mortals , wearied with the day , Are slumbering all their cares away : An infant , at that dreary hour , Came weeping to my silent bower , And wak'd me with ...
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... Twas nectar she gave me to sip , ' Twas nectar I drank in her sigh . From the moment she printed that kiss , Nor reason , nor rest has been mine ; My whole soul has been drunk with the bliss , And feels a delirium divine ! 3 It seems as ...
... Twas nectar she gave me to sip , ' Twas nectar I drank in her sigh . From the moment she printed that kiss , Nor reason , nor rest has been mine ; My whole soul has been drunk with the bliss , And feels a delirium divine ! 3 It seems as ...
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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 Epicurus epigram ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy feel flame flowers fond friends glory grace hand hath heart heaven hope hour Irish King Lady 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 OVID pass'd Persian Plato Plutarch poem poet rose round Sappho seem'd shade shine shone sigh sing sleep smile song soul spirit star sweet tears tell thee there's thine things thou thought turn'd Twas twill Twixt wave weep Whigs wild wings words young youth
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Side 172 - 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.
Side 224 - 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 187 - 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 241 - 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 222 - 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 evening bells...
Side 173 - 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.
Side 348 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Side 177 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
Side 247 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; Neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: But the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, And thy God thy glory. Thy sun shall no more go down; Neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: For the LORD shall be thine everlasting light, And the days of thy mourning shall be ended.
Side 125 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn...