The poetical works of Thomas MooreCrissy and Grigg, 1829 - 408 pagina's |
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Pagina xii
... felt a slight shock of an earthquake , the only things that particularly awakened my attention , I sailed again for Norfolk , where I proceeded on my tour northward through Williamsburgh , Richmond , etc. In October , 1804 , he quitted ...
... felt a slight shock of an earthquake , the only things that particularly awakened my attention , I sailed again for Norfolk , where I proceeded on my tour northward through Williamsburgh , Richmond , etc. In October , 1804 , he quitted ...
Pagina xxiii
... felt that it had at length recognised its native abode . It is amazing , indeed , how much at home Mr Moore seems to be in India , Pérsia , and Arabia ; and how purely and strictly Asiatic all the colouring and imagery of his poem ...
... felt that it had at length recognised its native abode . It is amazing , indeed , how much at home Mr Moore seems to be in India , Pérsia , and Arabia ; and how purely and strictly Asiatic all the colouring and imagery of his poem ...
Pagina xxv
Thomas Moore. We have felt it our duty to point out the faults of our author's poetry , particularly in respect to Lalla Rookh , but it would be quite unjust to cha- racterize that splendid poem by its faults , which are infinitely less ...
Thomas Moore. We have felt it our duty to point out the faults of our author's poetry , particularly in respect to Lalla Rookh , but it would be quite unjust to cha- racterize that splendid poem by its faults , which are infinitely less ...
Pagina xxxi
... felt pleased with this book ; even those who disapprove the author's politics , and his treating Royalty with so little reverence , must be bigoted and loyal to an excess if they deny his wit and humour . Mr Moore , in his preface to ...
... felt pleased with this book ; even those who disapprove the author's politics , and his treating Royalty with so little reverence , must be bigoted and loyal to an excess if they deny his wit and humour . Mr Moore , in his preface to ...
Pagina xxxiii
... felt inclined however various tastes of the day , that all the cooks and poets of to alter her opinion on the very first appearance of Delhi stood in awe of him . His political conduct and Feramorz . He was a youth about Lalla Rookh's ...
... felt inclined however various tastes of the day , that all the cooks and poets of to alter her opinion on the very first appearance of Delhi stood in awe of him . His political conduct and Feramorz . He was a youth about Lalla Rookh's ...
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Pagina 320 - 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 lias bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Pagina 333 - The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone.
Pagina 301 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder...
Pagina 285 - OH ! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. AIR — The Brown Maid. On ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head...
Pagina 285 - No ; — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers. Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.
Pagina 57 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are linked in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing, and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...
Pagina 285 - OH ! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you now ; Nor expect that the heart-beaming smile of to-night Will return with to-morrow to brighten my brow. No : — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns...
Pagina 301 - Then awake! — the heavens look bright, my dear, Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days, Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear...
Pagina 302 - Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Pagina 27 - Cheer'd by this hope, she bends her thither ; — Still laughs the radiant eye of heaven, Nor have the golden bowers of even In the rich west begun to wither ; — When, o'er the vale of Balbec winging Slowly, she sees a child at play, Among the rosy wild-flowers singing, As rosy and as wild as they ; Chasing...