The Poetical Works of Thomas MooreCrissy & Markley, 1858 - 431 sider |
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... fall to fall In many a maze descending , bright through all , Finds some fair region where , each labyrinth past , In one full lake of light it rests at last ! ) That Holy Spirit , settling calm and free From lapse or shadow , centres ...
... fall to fall In many a maze descending , bright through all , Finds some fair region where , each labyrinth past , In one full lake of light it rests at last ! ) That Holy Spirit , settling calm and free From lapse or shadow , centres ...
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... Fall of Venice not to be lamented . — Former Glory . -Expedition against Constantinople . - Giustinia- nis . - Republic . - Characteristics of the old Govern- ment . - Golden Book . - Brazen Mouths . - Spies.- Dungeons . - Present ...
... Fall of Venice not to be lamented . — Former Glory . -Expedition against Constantinople . - Giustinia- nis . - Republic . - Characteristics of the old Govern- ment . - Golden Book . - Brazen Mouths . - Spies.- Dungeons . - Present ...
Side 342
... fall , our choice may fall , We're sure to find Love there , boy , So drink them all ! so drink them all ! Some looks there are so holy , They seem but given , they seem but given . As splendid beacons solely , To light to heaven , to ...
... fall , our choice may fall , We're sure to find Love there , boy , So drink them all ! so drink them all ! Some looks there are so holy , They seem but given , they seem but given . As splendid beacons solely , To light to heaven , to ...
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Anacreon ancient angels bard beam beautiful beneath Bermuda blest bliss bloom blush bosom bowers breath bright brow burning called Cashmere Catullus charm cheek Cicero dark dear death delight divine dream e'en earth Epicurus epigram eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace Haram hath heart heaven holy hope hour hung hyæna King kiss LALLA LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd Lord Lord Byron lov'd lover lute lyre maid Moore morning mountain Naptha ne'er never night nymph o'er once Persian Pindar Plato Plutarch poem poet pure Pythagoras rose round seem'd shade shed shine sigh sleep smile song soul sparkling spirit star sweet tears tell thee thine THOMAS MOORE thou thought throne turn'd Twas veil warm wave weep wild wings young youth