 | Peter Robert Drummond - 1873 - 306 sider
...1800 TO 1850. ... „,. ( WILLIAM STEWART, ao. XI. < ALEXANDER PATON. BY PR DRUMMOND. WILLIAM STEWART. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Thomas Moore. IF WILLIAM STEWART had asked me at any time during our long friendship, to write his... | |
 | 1875 - 864 sider
...words. So too, " I saw from the beach," has one verse which is very happy in its expression : — " Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and... | |
 | 1875 - 786 sider
...words. So too", " I saw from the beach," has one verso which is very happy in its expression : — " Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and... | |
 | 1876 - 844 sider
...the words. So too, " I saw from the beach " has one verse which is very happy in its expression : — Give me back, give me back, the wild freshness of...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Now that, I repeat it, does not seem very charming after all, but with the music it certainly is, and... | |
 | 1877 - 604 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. O, who would not welcome that moment returning, When passion first waked a new life through his frame,... | |
 | Our valley - 1877 - 274 sider
...passing the spring-tide of youth we have known ; Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. " Ne'er...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." It was a sad song for her to sing, and there was a passionate ring in her voice as she dwelt on the... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - 572 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, AVhen passion first wak'da new life through his frame, And his soul, like the wood, that grows precious... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1879 - 428 sider
...spring-tide of joy we have known ; Kach wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from as, And leaves ns, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clonds and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | Matilda Charlotte Houstoun - 1879 - 334 sider
...fell, poured forth with a depth of passion impossible to describe, upon her ear— " Ne'er tell ine of glories serenely adorning The close of our day,...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light." It is the very same—there is no mistaking it—which, on that summer night at Oakden, had called... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 284 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known, Each wave that we dauc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life through his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave... | |
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Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... 
