The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes &cJ. Wurtele Lovell, 1881 - 670 sider |
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... Young Dream 214 The Prince's Day . 215 Lesbia hath a Beaming Eye To the Boston Frigate To Lady H Το 187 . 188 190 Weep on , weep on I saw thy Form in Youthful Prime 217 By that Lake whose Gloomy Shore 218 She is far from the Land ...
... Young Dream 214 The Prince's Day . 215 Lesbia hath a Beaming Eye To the Boston Frigate To Lady H Το 187 . 188 190 Weep on , weep on I saw thy Form in Youthful Prime 217 By that Lake whose Gloomy Shore 218 She is far from the Land ...
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... Young Rose 626 The Magic Mirror When ' midst the Gay I meet 626 The Pilgrim When Twilight Dews The High - Born Lady Young Jessica . The Indian Boat . Oh ! see those Cherries The Stranger . To - day , Dearest ! is ours 627 When on the ...
... Young Rose 626 The Magic Mirror When ' midst the Gay I meet 626 The Pilgrim When Twilight Dews The High - Born Lady Young Jessica . The Indian Boat . Oh ! see those Cherries The Stranger . To - day , Dearest ! is ours 627 When on the ...
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... young girl : Je sais bien que les destinées Ont mal compassé nos années ; Ne regardez que mon amour . Peut - être en serez vous émue : Il est jeune , et n'est que du jour , Belle Iris , que je vous ai vue . Fair and young thou bloomest ...
... young girl : Je sais bien que les destinées Ont mal compassé nos années ; Ne regardez que mon amour . Peut - être en serez vous émue : Il est jeune , et n'est que du jour , Belle Iris , que je vous ai vue . Fair and young thou bloomest ...
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... young again ! Memory wakes her magic trance , And wings me lightly through the dance . ancients , which appeared in the French journals . of the colour in garlands , a shepherd , in Theo- At the opening of the Odeon , in Paris , the ...
... young again ! Memory wakes her magic trance , And wings me lightly through the dance . ancients , which appeared in the French journals . of the colour in garlands , a shepherd , in Theo- At the opening of the Odeon , in Paris , the ...
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... young Trip the mazy dance along , Fling my heap of years away , And be as wild , as young as they . Hither haste , some cordial soul ! Give my lips the brimming bowl ; Oh ! you will see this hoary sage Forget his locks , forget his age ...
... young Trip the mazy dance along , Fling my heap of years away , And be as wild , as young as they . Hither haste , some cordial soul ! Give my lips the brimming bowl ; Oh ! you will see this hoary sage Forget his locks , forget his age ...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, with Explanatory Notes, Etc. ... Thomas Moore Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1908 |
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Anacreon angels Aulus Gellius Bacchus beam beauty beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bosom bower breath bright brow burning Catullus charm Cupid dance dark dear death Dismal Swamp divine dream e'er earth epigram Eurypyle eyes fair fancy Farewell feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace Greece harp hath heart heaven hope hour kiss Lalla Rookh light lips look Lord Love's lover lute lyre Madame Dacier maid morning mountain ne'er never night nymph o'er once Persian Plato poem poet rose rosy round shade shed shine shone sigh sing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul sparkling spirit star steal sweet tears tears of wine tell thee there's thine thou thought throne Twas Twill twine wandering warm wave weep wild wings young youth
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Side 382 - 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 425 - 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 dimmed 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 190 - 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 423 - Those joyous hours are passed 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 ! Moore.
Side 195 - Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray.
Side 201 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Side 201 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps. And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Side 171 - 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. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Side 217 - DEAR Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long,' When proudly, my own Island Harp, I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...
Side 339 - Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace.