The Irish Melodies; National and Harmoniousbooksellers, 1825 - 117 pagina's |
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Pagina 4
... thought of my reason was thine : - In my last humble prayer to the Spirit above , Thy name shall be mingled with mine ! Oh ! bless'd are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing ...
... thought of my reason was thine : - In my last humble prayer to the Spirit above , Thy name shall be mingled with mine ! Oh ! bless'd are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing ...
Pagina 9
... thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay , Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray ; The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain , It may smile in his light , but it blooms not again . SAINT SENANUS AND THE LADY ...
... thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay , Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray ; The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain , It may smile in his light , but it blooms not again . SAINT SENANUS AND THE LADY ...
Pagina 11
... thoughts of you ; Like you it's fair and bright : Like you , too bright and fair To let wild passion write One wrong wish there . Haply , when from those eyes Far , far away , I roam , Should calmer thoughts arise Tow'rds you and home ...
... thoughts of you ; Like you it's fair and bright : Like you , too bright and fair To let wild passion write One wrong wish there . Haply , when from those eyes Far , far away , I roam , Should calmer thoughts arise Tow'rds you and home ...
Pagina 12
... thought of its master waken Your warmest smile for the child of song . Keep this cup , which is now o'erflowing , To grace your revel when I'm at rest Never , oh ! never its balm bestowing On lips that beauty hath seldom blest ! But ...
... thought of its master waken Your warmest smile for the child of song . Keep this cup , which is now o'erflowing , To grace your revel when I'm at rest Never , oh ! never its balm bestowing On lips that beauty hath seldom blest ! But ...
Pagina 20
... Song What gold could never buy ! At Beauty's door of glass , When Wealth and Wit once stood , .. : They ask'd her " Which might pass ? She answer'd , " He who could . " wod With golden key Wealth thought To pass - but 20 IRISH MELODIES .
... Song What gold could never buy ! At Beauty's door of glass , When Wealth and Wit once stood , .. : They ask'd her " Which might pass ? She answer'd , " He who could . " wod With golden key Wealth thought To pass - but 20 IRISH MELODIES .
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