The Poetical Works of Thomas MooreD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 747 páginas |
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... happy proprietor of a copy of the work , and , though never regularly instructed in music , could play over the airs with tolerable facility on the piano - forte . Ro- bert Emmet used sometimes to sit by me , when I was thus engaged ...
... happy proprietor of a copy of the work , and , though never regularly instructed in music , could play over the airs with tolerable facility on the piano - forte . Ro- bert Emmet used sometimes to sit by me , when I was thus engaged ...
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... happy in the pleasure of seeing you in February . We agree with you , indeed , that the times are most inauspicious for ' poetry and thousands ; ' but we believe that your poetry would do more than that of any other living poet at the ...
... happy in the pleasure of seeing you in February . We agree with you , indeed , that the times are most inauspicious for ' poetry and thousands ; ' but we believe that your poetry would do more than that of any other living poet at the ...
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... happy days I passed in this hospitable mansion ' -- Of all my sunny morns and moonlight nights On Donington's green lawns and breezy heights . But neither verse nor prose could do any justice to the sort of impression I still retain of ...
... happy days I passed in this hospitable mansion ' -- Of all my sunny morns and moonlight nights On Donington's green lawns and breezy heights . But neither verse nor prose could do any justice to the sort of impression I still retain of ...
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... happy English home , towards which my family yearned even more fondly than myself , had been caused by difficulties of a pecuniary nature , and to a large amount , in which I had been involved by the conduct of the person who acted as ...
... happy English home , towards which my family yearned even more fondly than myself , had been caused by difficulties of a pecuniary nature , and to a large amount , in which I had been involved by the conduct of the person who acted as ...
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... happy gem , Like them to hang , to fade like them . What more would thy Anacreon be ? Oh , any thing that touches thee ; all its little progressive refinements , that if we were inclined to question the authenticity of the poem , we ...
... happy gem , Like them to hang , to fade like them . What more would thy Anacreon be ? Oh , any thing that touches thee ; all its little progressive refinements , that if we were inclined to question the authenticity of the poem , we ...
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Anacreon ancient bard beam beautiful beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bower breath bright bright eyes brow called Catullus charm Cicero Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth Epicurus epigram ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy feel flame flowers fond friends glory grace hand hath heart heaven hope hour Irish King Lady LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd Lord lov'd Love's lover lute lyre maid morning ne'er never night nymph o'er once OVID pass'd Persian Plato Plutarch poem poet rose round Sappho seem'd shade shine shone sigh sing sleep smile song soul spirit star sweet tears tell thee there's thine things thou thought turn'd Twas twill Twixt wave weep Whigs wild wings words young youth
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Página 172 - 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 more.
Página 224 - OFT in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Página 187 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Página 241 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Página 222 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells...
Página 173 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Página 348 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Página 177 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly, To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss?
Página 247 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; Neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: But the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, And thy God thy glory. Thy sun shall no more go down; Neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: For the LORD shall be thine everlasting light, And the days of thy mourning shall be ended.
Página 125 - 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...