The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: With the Life of the AuthorP.F. Collier, 1879 - 552 sider |
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... eyes , At the Mid Hour of Night , Erin ! the Tear and the Smile in thine Eyes , Fill the Bumper fair , 1 By that Lake , whose gloomy shore , 38 • 3 Oh , think not my spirits are always as light , 39 3 She · sung of Love , 40 • 4 Oh ...
... eyes , At the Mid Hour of Night , Erin ! the Tear and the Smile in thine Eyes , Fill the Bumper fair , 1 By that Lake , whose gloomy shore , 38 • 3 Oh , think not my spirits are always as light , 39 3 She · sung of Love , 40 • 4 Oh ...
Side 5
... eye reposes On its ling'ring roses , Once so loved by thee , Think of her who wove them , Her who made thee love them , Oh ! then remember me . When , around thee dying , Autumn leaves are lying ... EYES . WHENE'ER I see 2 MOORE'S WORKS .
... eye reposes On its ling'ring roses , Once so loved by thee , Think of her who wove them , Her who made thee love them , Oh ! then remember me . When , around thee dying , Autumn leaves are lying ... EYES . WHENE'ER I see 2 MOORE'S WORKS .
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... EYES . WHENE'ER I see those smiling eyes , So full of hope , and joy , and light , As if no cloud could ever rise , To dim a heav'n so purely bright- I sigh to think how soon that brow In grief may lose its every ray , And that light ...
... EYES . WHENE'ER I see those smiling eyes , So full of hope , and joy , and light , As if no cloud could ever rise , To dim a heav'n so purely bright- I sigh to think how soon that brow In grief may lose its every ray , And that light ...
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... : The careless Youth , when up To Glory's fount aspiring , Took nor urn nor cup To hide the pilfer'd fire in.- But oh his joy , when , round The halls IRISH MELODIES . 5 10 Erin! the Tear and the Smile in thine Eyes, Fill the Bumper fair,
... : The careless Youth , when up To Glory's fount aspiring , Took nor urn nor cup To hide the pilfer'd fire in.- But oh his joy , when , round The halls IRISH MELODIES . 5 10 Erin! the Tear and the Smile in thine Eyes, Fill the Bumper fair,
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... eyes ? Shall a Minstrel of Erin stand mute by the grave , Where the first - where the last of her Patriots lies ? No - faint tho ' the death - song may fall from his lips , Tho ' his Harp , like his soul , may with shadows be crost ...
... eyes ? Shall a Minstrel of Erin stand mute by the grave , Where the first - where the last of her Patriots lies ? No - faint tho ' the death - song may fall from his lips , Tho ' his Harp , like his soul , may with shadows be crost ...
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