The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Volume 2Little, Brown & Company, 1856 |
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... turn'd the leaf with Folly's feather . Little I thought that all were fled , That , ere that summer's bloom was shed , My eye should see the sail unfurl'd That wafts me to the western world . And yet , ' t was time ; - in youth's sweet ...
... turn'd the leaf with Folly's feather . Little I thought that all were fled , That , ere that summer's bloom was shed , My eye should see the sail unfurl'd That wafts me to the western world . And yet , ' t was time ; - in youth's sweet ...
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... turn its feelings all to song . I thought of home , the according lays Came full of dreams of other days ; Freshly in each succeeding note I found some young remembrance float , Till following , as a clue , that strain , I wander'd back ...
... turn its feelings all to song . I thought of home , the according lays Came full of dreams of other days ; Freshly in each succeeding note I found some young remembrance float , Till following , as a clue , that strain , I wander'd back ...
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... Turn from the canvas that creative eye , And let its splendour , like the morning ray Upon a shepherd's harp , illume my lay . Yet , Lady , no for song so rude as mine , Chase not the wonders of your art divine ; Still , radiant eye ...
... Turn from the canvas that creative eye , And let its splendour , like the morning ray Upon a shepherd's harp , illume my lay . Yet , Lady , no for song so rude as mine , Chase not the wonders of your art divine ; Still , radiant eye ...
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... turning in From ocean's rude and angry din , As lovers steal to bliss , The billows kiss the shore , and then Flow back into the deep again , As though they did not kiss . Remember , o'er its circling flood In what a dangerous dream we ...
... turning in From ocean's rude and angry din , As lovers steal to bliss , The billows kiss the shore , and then Flow back into the deep again , As though they did not kiss . Remember , o'er its circling flood In what a dangerous dream we ...
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... turn'd the classic page , And trac'd that happy period over , When blest alike were youth and age , And love inspired the wisest sage , And wisdom graced the tenderest lover . Before I laid me down to sleep Awhile I from the lattice gaz ...
... turn'd the classic page , And trac'd that happy period over , When blest alike were youth and age , And love inspired the wisest sage , And wisdom graced the tenderest lover . Before I laid me down to sleep Awhile I from the lattice gaz ...
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Beaujolais beauty beneath Bermuda BIDDY bless blest bliss breath call'd Castlereagh charm Colonel Curaçoa dare dear DICK Dismal Swamp divine DOLLY dream England Epistle ev'n FABLE fancy feel Fête flowers France freedom French FUDGE glory grace happy hath head heart heaven hope hour House of Guelph Irish isles Jacobin King Lady lampreys land late letter liberty light look look'd Lord Lord Castlereagh Lord SIDMOUTH Lordship lov'd mind morning ne'er never night o'er once OVID Papists pâtés patriot Poems Prince Prince Regent Regent Rose round Royal seem'd Sextus Empiricus shade shed shine shore sigh smile song soul spirit sweet tell thee there's things thou thought throne TIBERIUS truth turn'd Twas VISCOUNT CASTLEREAGH wave Whigs whiskers wigs words Yarmouth young
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Página 244 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Página 37 - They tell of a young man, who lost his mind upon the death of a girl he loved, and who, suddenly disappearing from his friends, was never afterwards heard of. As he had frequently said, in his ravings, that the girl was not dead, but gone to the Dismal Swamp, it is supposed he had wandered into that dreary wilderness, and had died of hunger, or been lost in some of its dreadful morasses.
Página 99 - I KNEW, by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was humble might hope for it here...
Página 100 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Página 268 - Was this then the fate,' — future ages will say, When some names shall live but in History's curse ; When Truth will be heard, and these Lords of a day Be forgotten as fools, or remembered as worse ; —
Página 38 - They made her a grave, too cold and damp For a soul so warm and true ; And she's gone to the lake of the Dismal Swamp, Where, all night long, by a firefly lamp, She paddles her white canoe. " And her firefly lamp I soon shall see, And her paddle I soon shall hear ; Long and loving our life shall be, And I'll hide the maid in a cypress tree, When the footstep of Death is near...
Página 96 - From man the savage, whether slaved or free, To man the civilized, less tame than he ! 'Tis one dull chaos, one unfertile strife, Betwixt...
Página 83 - This embryo capital, where Fancy sees Squares in morasses, obelisks in trees ; Which second-sighted seers, ev'n now, adorn With shrines unbuilt and heroes yet unborn, Though nought but ~woods and Jefferson they see, Where streets should run and sages ought to be.
Página 27 - Oh ! such a blessed night as this, I often think, if friends were near, How we should feel, and gaze with bliss Upon the moon-bright scenery here! The sea is like a silvery lake, And, o'er its calm the vessel glides Gently, as if it feared to wake The slumber of the silent tides...
Página 101 - But when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past...