 Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine ; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd...  Blackwood's Magazine - Página 3771839Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | Thomas Nicolas Burke - 1872 - 646 páginas
...mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Has throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone, I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thine own." Yes ; Ireland's poet was a lover of his country, and was smitten... | |
 | Thomas Nicolas Burke - 1872 - 436 páginas
...mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone, I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness 1 waked was thine own. Yes ; Ireland's poet was a lover of his country, and was smitten with... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1872 - 514 páginas
...mine; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 't is thy glory alone ; was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own. the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove; When my... | |
 | Charles Carroll Bombaugh - 1874 - 876 páginas
...— If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone j I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own ; — an idea probably caught from HORACE'S Ode to Melpomene: — Totum... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1874 - 160 páginas
...If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own. JOYS THAT PASS AWAY. JOYS that pass away like this, Alas ! are purchased... | |
 | Charles Carroll Bombaugh - 1875 - 868 páginas
...— If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own ; — an idea probably caught from HORACE'S Ode to Melpomene: — Totum... | |
 | 1875 - 324 páginas
...mine; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own. SWISS AIR. G. But wake the trumpet's blast again, And rouse the ranks... | |
 | 1878 - 608 páginas
...song "If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Has throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over. And all the wild sweetness I waked w» thy own." In short, in the Melodies Moore did for Ireland what Burns did for... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - 572 páginas
...If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own. SUBLIME WAS THE WARNING. Si'BLiME was the warning that Liberty spoke,... | |
 | James Burke - 1879 - 276 páginas
...mine. If the pulse of the patriot soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness 1 wak'd was thy own. WHERE IS THE SLAVE? Where is the slave so lowly, Condemned to chains... | |
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