 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...  A Treasury of Irish Poetry in the English Tongue - Side 47redigeret af - 1900 - 578 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Henry Moses - 1750 - 314 sider
...Beds of oriental flowers. Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours. Fill'd with balm the gale sighs on. Though the flowers have sunk in death ; So when pleasure's dream is gone in memory lives in music's breath." Some of the Hindoos have a very high opinion of their own musical... | |
 | 1811 - 610 sider
...memory lives in music's breath. Music O '. how faint, how weak, Lrngiiage faints bef.Te the spell; Who should feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well, Friendships balmy wo- d» may feign Love's are ever more false than they, O ! 'tis only music's strain,... | |
 | Thomas Condie - 1813 - 262 sider
...grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours Filled with balm, the gale sighs on Tho' the flowers have sunk in death ; So when pleasure's...dream is gone, Its memory lives in MUSIC'S breath ! Mnsic! — Oh ! howfaint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should feeling ever speak,... | |
 | 1814 - 258 sider
...of oriental flowTs Is the grateful breath or' song, That onr.c were heard in happier hours. Fill'd with balm, the gale sighs on, Though the flowers have...sunk in death : So when pleasure's dream is gone, Us memory lives in musick's breath ! Musick ! — oh ! how faint, how weak ! Language fades before... | |
 | 1818 - 596 sider
...grateful breath of song* Thai once was heard in happier hours— Fill'd with balm, the gale sighs on, Tim' the flowers have sunk in death, So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its mem'ry lives in Music's breath I Music ! oh how weak, how faint, Language fades before thy spell Why... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 sider
...thoughts that long have slept ; Kindling former smiles again, In faded eyes that long have wept ! II. Like the gale, that sighs along Beds of oriental flowers,...dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! III. Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should feeling ever... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sider
...oriental flow'rs, Is the grateful breath of song, Fill'd with balm the gale sighs on, Though the flow'rs have sunk in death: So, when pleasure's dream is gone,...well? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they; Oh! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly sooth, and not betray! IT IS NOT... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 sider
...of song, That once was heard in happier hours. FiU'd with balm the gale sighs on, Though the flow'rs have sunk in death . So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory fives in Music's breath !f Music! oh! Low faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 sider
...of oriental flowers, Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours ; Fill'd with balm, the gale sighs on, Though the flowers have...dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! HI. Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should feeling ever... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 sider
...of oriental flowers, Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours ; Fill'd with balm, the gale sighs on, Though the flowers have...dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! m. Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should feeling ever... | |
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