The Works of Thomas Moore: Comprending All His Melodies, Ballads, Etc., Never Before Published Without the Accompanying Music, Volume 5A. and W. Galignani, at the French, English, Italian, German, and Spanish library, n?. 18, Rue Vivienne, 1823 |
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... caught The holy sound - her hands and eyes Were instant listed to the skies , And thrice to Heaven she spoke it out With that triumphant look Faith wears , When not a cloud of fear or doubt , A vapour from this vale of tears , Between ...
... caught The holy sound - her hands and eyes Were instant listed to the skies , And thrice to Heaven she spoke it out With that triumphant look Faith wears , When not a cloud of fear or doubt , A vapour from this vale of tears , Between ...
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... caught her wing's last fading ray , That minute from my soul the light of Heaven and love both pass'd away ; And I forgot my home , my birth , Profaned my spirit , sunk my brow , And revelld in gross joys of earth , Till I became - what ...
... caught her wing's last fading ray , That minute from my soul the light of Heaven and love both pass'd away ; And I forgot my home , my birth , Profaned my spirit , sunk my brow , And revelld in gross joys of earth , Till I became - what ...
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... caught New loveliness from each new thought ? Slow as o'er summer seas we trace The progress of the noontide air , Dimpling its bright and silent face Each minute into some new grace , And varying Heaven's reflections thereOr , like the ...
... caught New loveliness from each new thought ? Slow as o'er summer seas we trace The progress of the noontide air , Dimpling its bright and silent face Each minute into some new grace , And varying Heaven's reflections thereOr , like the ...
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... caught- Of lips , whose very breath could bless- Of playful blushes , that seem'd nought But luminous escapes of thought- Of eyes that , when by anger stirr'd , Were fire itself , but , at a word Of tenderness , all soft became As ...
... caught- Of lips , whose very breath could bless- Of playful blushes , that seem'd nought But luminous escapes of thought- Of eyes that , when by anger stirr'd , Were fire itself , but , at a word Of tenderness , all soft became As ...
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... to the last dark precipice , Where perish'd both - the fall'n , the dead ! From the first hour she caught my sight , I never left her - day and night Hovering unseen around her way , And ' mid her SECOND ANGEL'S STORY . 45.
... to the last dark precipice , Where perish'd both - the fall'n , the dead ! From the first hour she caught my sight , I never left her - day and night Hovering unseen around her way , And ' mid her SECOND ANGEL'S STORY . 45.
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adored angels Angels eyes beam beautiful beneath bird bless bless'd bliss bloom blushes Book of Enoch bosom bower breath bright brow burn call'd castanet CASTILIAN MAID caught charm cheerily Cherubs cloud dark Dear Fanny Derry dreams earth eyes fair faltha fancy feel flame flew flowers fond Freedom glory happy harp hath heart Heaven Heaven allow holy hour lips look look'd Lord lovers Manetho merrily ne'er never night o'er once Papists passion Pilgrim play'd plume polar night proud pure Roman Senate rose rose-tree round seem'd send the bowl seraph shade shine shining book shone sigh skies sleep soft eye song soon return sorrow soul spirit star sweet sweetly tears tell Tertullian There's thine thought throne Timbrel trembling turn'd Twas twill tyrants warm weep wild wings wither worthless without thee young
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Página 122 - When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye. Where'er we turn Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Página 128 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
Página 105 - And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth : and the dragon stood before the woman which was ready to be delivered, for to devour her child as soon as it was born.
Página 128 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Página 122 - ... o'ershadows all the earth and skies like some dark beauteous bird whose plume is sparkling with unnumbered eyes that sacred gloom those fires divine so grand so countless Lord are thine...
Página 126 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Página 135 - Praise to the Conqueror, praise to the Lord ! His word was our arrow, His breath was our sword. Who shall return to tell Egypt the story Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? For the Lord hath looked out from His pillar of glory, And all her brave thousands are dashed in the tide. Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! Jehovah hath triumphed, — His people are free ! THOMAS MOORE.
Página 141 - And he will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering cast over all people, and the vail that is spread over all nations. He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the Lord hath spoken it.
Página 141 - BUT who shall see the glorious day, When, throned on Zion's brow, The Lord shall rend that veil away Which hides the nations now?* When earth no more beneath the fear Of His rebuke shall lie ; When pain shall cease, and every tear Be wiped from every eye ! II.
Página 123 - 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 ! And false the light on glory's plume, As fading hues of even ; And Love, and Hope, and Beauty's bloom Are blossoms gathered for the tomb, — There's nothing bright but Heaven ! Poor wanderers of a stormy day, From wave to wave we're driven, And fancy's flash and reason's ray Serve but to light the troubled way, — There's nothing...