The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: With the Life of the AuthorP.F. Collier, 1879 - 552 sider |
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... sorrow I see , 42 Oh banquet not , My gentle Harp , Sweet Innisfallen , Shall the Harp , then , be silent , 6 Nay , tell me not , dear , 42 7 The Origin of the Harp , 43 • 8 Fly not yet , 44 10 From this Hour the Pledge is given , - 45 ...
... sorrow I see , 42 Oh banquet not , My gentle Harp , Sweet Innisfallen , Shall the Harp , then , be silent , 6 Nay , tell me not , dear , 42 7 The Origin of the Harp , 43 • 8 Fly not yet , 44 10 From this Hour the Pledge is given , - 45 ...
Side xi
... sorrows , and the folly , and the ruin of so many a child of genius . Otway " naked in the rage of hunger , " choked by the mouthful of bread that casual charity supplied to him ; Chatterton wandering about the streets " in a perpetual ...
... sorrows , and the folly , and the ruin of so many a child of genius . Otway " naked in the rage of hunger , " choked by the mouthful of bread that casual charity supplied to him ; Chatterton wandering about the streets " in a perpetual ...
Side xii
... sorrow . While many of his compositions charm us by that easy grace and simplicity which Moore from the very first laboured to attain , as well as by the felicity of metaphor and play of fancy for which he was afterwards unrivalled ...
... sorrow . While many of his compositions charm us by that easy grace and simplicity which Moore from the very first laboured to attain , as well as by the felicity of metaphor and play of fancy for which he was afterwards unrivalled ...
Side 6
... sorrow's tears , Can never shine so bright again . AT the mid hour of night , when stars are weeping , I fly To the lone vale we lov'd , when life shone warm in thine eye ; And I think oft , if spirits can steal from the regions of air ...
... sorrow's tears , Can never shine so bright again . AT the mid hour of night , when stars are weeping , I fly To the lone vale we lov'd , when life shone warm in thine eye ; And I think oft , if spirits can steal from the regions of air ...
Side 8
... sorrow , for age , and thee . And there we shall have our feast of tears , And many a cup in silence pour ; Our guests , the shades of former years , Our toasts , to lips that bloom no more . There , while the myrtle's withering boughs ...
... sorrow , for age , and thee . And there we shall have our feast of tears , And many a cup in silence pour ; Our guests , the shades of former years , Our toasts , to lips that bloom no more . There , while the myrtle's withering boughs ...
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Anacreon ARRANMORE bard beam beautiful beneath blest bliss bloom bow'r bower breath breeze bright bright eyes brow charm children of Israel clouds cold Cupids dark dear death deep Dismal Swamp dream e'er earth Elysium ev'n ev'ry eyes fade fair falchion farewell feel flame flowers glory glow gone Haram harp hath heart heaven hope hour hung isle LALLA LALLA ROOKH life's light lips look look'd Lord Moira lov'd Love's lover lute maid moonlight Moore morning mountain ne'er never night nymph o'er once pass'd pure rose round seem'd shade shed shine shone shore sigh sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul sound sparkling spirit Sprite star sunny sweet tears thee There's thine thou art Thou'lt thought turn'd Twas Twill voice wake warm wave weep wild wings young youth