The Poetical Works of Thomas MooreCrissy & Markley, 1858 - 431 sider |
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... once plung'd in , Her woman's soul would know no pause in sin ! At first , though mute she listen'd , like a dream Seem'd all he said ; nor could her mind , whose beam As yet was weak , penetrate half his scheme . But when , at length ...
... once plung'd in , Her woman's soul would know no pause in sin ! At first , though mute she listen'd , like a dream Seem'd all he said ; nor could her mind , whose beam As yet was weak , penetrate half his scheme . But when , at length ...
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... once was dear ? - Then , child of misfortune ! come hither , I'll weep with thee , tear for tear . Has love to that soul , so tender , Been like our Lagenian mine , ' Where sparkles of golden splendour All over the surface shine- But ...
... once was dear ? - Then , child of misfortune ! come hither , I'll weep with thee , tear for tear . Has love to that soul , so tender , Been like our Lagenian mine , ' Where sparkles of golden splendour All over the surface shine- But ...
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... once thought thy young heart his own , All like spring birds , falsely vanish , And leave thy winter unheeded and lone ; - Oh ! ' t is then he thou hast slighted Would come to cheer thee , when all seem'd o'er ; Then the truant , lost ...
... once thought thy young heart his own , All like spring birds , falsely vanish , And leave thy winter unheeded and lone ; - Oh ! ' t is then he thou hast slighted Would come to cheer thee , when all seem'd o'er ; Then the truant , lost ...
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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