Then come o'er the sea, Maiden, with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. "Was not the Sea Made for the Free, Land for courts and chains alone ? Here we are slaves, But, on the waves,... The poetical works of Thomas Moore - Side 303af Thomas Moore - 1827 - 595 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
| 1818 - 596 sider
...T.MooRE, Esq. Come o'er the sea, Maiden with me ; Mine thro' sunshine, storm, and snows ; Season's may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where'er it goes ! Let fate frown on, so we meet and part not, 'Tislife where Men art, 'tis death where thou art not,... | |
| Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 sider
...our own ! No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Come wherever...But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. LXXt. EMMA. •• Weep no more by shading tree, Weep no more by hallow'd stream ; Wend thee to yon... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sider
...all our own! No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden! with me, Come wherever...But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. HAS SORROW T#Y YOUNG DAYS SHADED " AIR—Sly Patrick. HAS sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1821 - 272 sider
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| Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 sider
...; Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden! withjne, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll,...But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. II. Is not the Sea Made for the Free, Land for courts and chains alone ? Here we are slaves, But, on... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 sider
...our own ! No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, HAS SORROW THY YOUNG DAYS SHADED? Am — Sly Patrick. HAS sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 sider
...goes. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; 'Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not ! Then, come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me,...But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. II. Is not the Sea Made for the Free, Land for courts and chains alone ? Here we are slaves, But, on... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 sider
...Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art nut ! Then, come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, Bat the true soul Boms the same, where'er it goes. n. Is not the Sea Made for the Free, Land for courts... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 sider
...goes. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; 'Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me,...But the true soul Burns the same where'er it goes. 7* • Is not the sea Made for the free, Lands for courts and chains alone • Here we are slaves ;... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 sider
...all our own ! i eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, I earth forgot, and all heaven around us! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, But.the true soul Burns the same where e'er it goes. [AS SORROW THY YOUNG DAYS SHADED. Am—" Shj Patrick."... | |
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