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" THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no... "
Selections, from Several Literary Works: Comprising The Declaration of ... - Side 145
redigeret af - 1824 - 153 sider
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A woman's story, Bind 3;Bind 558

Anna Maria Hall - 1857 - 332 sider
...the tube-rose— swelling as the down on a swan's breast:— " So sleeps the pride of former years, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more !" I only wish—the wish if I yielded to it would almost take the form of prayer—that it might be...
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Cantus Hibernici, Lat. redditi à N.L. Torre, Side 47,Bind 2

Thomas Moore - 1858 - 136 sider
...Qui potuit pro te sic voluitque mori. WMG XXI. THE HARP OF TARA. The harp that once thro' Taras halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. XX. THE HARP, THAT ONCE THRO' TARA*S HALLS. Taricis quondam lyra quee profudit Atriis animam Camense,...
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Poetry and Pictures from Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1858 - 364 sider
...halls 23 So sleeps the pridu of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that onee heat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to ehiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tnra swells ; The ehord alone, that hreaks at night. Its tale...
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Poetical works, with a life of the author (abridged from W. Howitt).

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 606 sider
...thus dying for thee. THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...bright The harp of Tara swells : The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives...
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A selection of Irish melodies, songs, and poems

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 174 sider
...THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH IARA'S HALLS. Air—" Gramachree." THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! No more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its...
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Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Bind 46

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1859 - 636 sider
...be glad if he does his home no discredit, and can now and then send his sisters a ten-pound note: " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more !" But though these excitements be gone, there still remains to the middle-aged man the calm pleasure...
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Irish melodies, songs, and poems

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 212 sider
...HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH IAEA'S HALLS. Air — " Gramaehree." THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were nod. So sleeps the pride of former days, So -glory's thrill is o'er: And hearts that once beat high...
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The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with life

Thomas Moore - 1866 - 580 sider
...appeared not so much sobered as saddened, it way a cheerless sight. " The harp that once in Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that sonl was fled." CONTENTS. PAGE LALLA ROOKH, ....... 3 The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan, ... 7 Paradise...
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Moore's Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 248 sider
...Ta - ra's walls As if that soul veré fled: — So sleeps the pride of form - er days, So glo - ry's thrill is o'er ; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now i1^*^*^ i**^<»»fc. -TÍ — feel that pulse no more! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TAEA'S HALLS. ipiii...
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One Hundred Songs of Ireland: Music and Words

1859 - 78 sider
...that soul had fled, So sleeps the pride of for-mer days, So г* glo- ry's thrill is o'er, And hcnrU that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. 3 No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone that breaks at night...
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