 All day long in unrest, To and fro do I move, The very soul within my breast Is wasted for you, love! The heart in my bosom faints To think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints. My dark Rosaleenl My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and...  The book of Irish ballads, ed. by D.F. M'Carthy - Side 210af Irish ballads - 1846Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1853 - 774 sider
...of you, my queen, My life of life, my saint of saints. My dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! To bear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my...Like to the mournful moon. But, yet — will I rear thy throne Again in golden sheen ; Tis you shall reign — shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen ! My... | |
 | 1853 - 442 sider
...To think of you, my queen, My life of life, my sainl of sairits, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my...Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face i-loudcd so, Like to ihr mournful moon. But ye't will l rcar your throne Again in golden shcen; *Tis... | |
 | Edward Hayes - 1856 - 396 sider
...To think of you, my queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 478 sider
...To think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleon ! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 474 sider
...sad complaints, My life, my love, iay saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. 'Tis you shull reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the... | |
 | 1875 - 734 sider
...To think of you, my queenj My life of life, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen, My own Rosaleen. To hear your sweet and sad complaints. .My life, my love, my saint of saints, My own Rosaleen. " ' Oh, the Earn shall run red With redundance of blood ; The earth shall rock beneath... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1866 - 472 sider
...To think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! .To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like... | |
 | Annie Keary - 1875 - 356 sider
...To think of you, my queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleeu, My own Rosaleen ; To hear your sweet and sad complaints My life, my love, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen. " ' Oh, the Earn shall run red With redundance of blood ; The earth shall rock beneath our tread, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 284 sider
...sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face...yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen ; 'T is you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! 'T is you shall have... | |
 | 1876 - 286 sider
...To think of you, my queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clonded so, Like to... | |
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