 | Thomas Moore - 1860 - 782 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...once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no inore. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, that breaks at... | |
 | Paul Hamilton Payne - 1860 - 614 sider
...of olden times, have long since disappeared from the earth. "The harp that once through Tnra's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were lied." But, though the strains of his music are silent forever, the minstrel's appellation is still... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1907 - 872 sider
...with some verses. He complied with these lines : So sleeps the pride of former days, So Glory's throb is o'er ; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. To which Seymour, who had not been asked to contribute, promptly added : Warren, thy memory was poor... | |
 | Catherine Sinclair - 1860 - 442 sider
...exhibition, ' the Esteddfodd,' as it was called, where princes and poets entered the lists ; but now ' No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells.' Soon after our entrance into Wales, we passed an immense new alms-house, built on so large a scale,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1861 - 778 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,... | |
 | 1861 - 374 sider
...unlocked, skill will have now its way, The blind squires and the wild Irish chiefs had their day. * " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more." "Moore's Melodies," 1st number. " They all came in their turn, and they all found relief." NOTE REFERRED... | |
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd, Recreations - 1861 - 474 sider
...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... | |
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1861 - 472 sider
...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... | |
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1861 - 482 sider
...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...once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no move ! But though these excitements be gone, there still remains to the middle-aged man the calm pleasure... | |
 | Zack R. Bowen - 1974 - 394 sider
...thoughts. This can be seen in the words to the first stanza: The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. The days of "glory's thrill" which the song describes seem better in retrospect in the song than they... | |
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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... 
