 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,...  Poetical works, with a life of the author (abridged from W. Howitt). - Side 241af Thomas Moore - 1859Fuld 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, Then come o'er the sea, ffc.... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 sider
...COME O'ER THE SEA. AIlt^CuishHh ma chrcc. Come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, hro' sunshine, storm and snows ! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. I*t fate frown on, so we love and part not ; "Us life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sider
...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'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 - 294 sider
...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
...all Heaven around us! — Then, come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Mine through sunshine, storm, and snows ! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. HAS SORROW THY YOUNG DAYS SHADED? AIR. — Sly Patrick. I. HAS sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 sider
...SEA. AIR. — Cuishlih ma Chree. I. COME o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Mine through sunshine, storm, and snows ! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goet). Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 sider
...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'er it goes. Has sorrow thy young days shaded. Atr—Sty Patrick. Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 sider
...Mine through sunshine, storm, and snow Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where e'er it goes. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not; tTis life where thou art, ttis death where ibo art not ! Then come o'er the sea, * . Maiden ! with... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 sider
...Ait. — Cui$hlih ma Chrec. Co HE o'er the *ca. Maiden! with me, Mine through sunshine, storm, aud snows! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goe*. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not; Т is life where titou art, 't is death where ihou... | |
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