The poetical works of Thomas MooreCrissy and Grigg, 1829 - 408 pagina's |
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Pagina xxiii
... soul , fect apprehenders , to seize upon its prominent for all the world to walk in and see the show . features and ... soul , Temper , and do befit him to obey High inspiration . It was reserved for Mr Moore to redeem the character of ...
... soul , fect apprehenders , to seize upon its prominent for all the world to walk in and see the show . features and ... soul , Temper , and do befit him to obey High inspiration . It was reserved for Mr Moore to redeem the character of ...
Pagina xxxiii
... soul's quiet work'd the awakening spell ; And , now returning to his own dear land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young heart ; -proud views of human - kind , Of men to gods exalted and refined ; — False ...
... soul's quiet work'd the awakening spell ; And , now returning to his own dear land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young heart ; -proud views of human - kind , Of men to gods exalted and refined ; — False ...
Pagina xxxiii
... soul inhabits now , I've track'd its flame For many an age , ' in every chance and change Of that Existence , through whose varied range , - As through a torch - race , where , from hand to hand The flying youths transmit their shining ...
... soul inhabits now , I've track'd its flame For many an age , ' in every chance and change Of that Existence , through whose varied range , - As through a torch - race , where , from hand to hand The flying youths transmit their shining ...
Pagina xxxiii
... soul Drooping , the maiden saw two summers roll Their suns away - but ah ! how cold and dim Even summer suns , when not beheld with him ! From time to time ill - omen'd rumours came ( Like spirit - tongues , muttering the sick man's ...
... soul Drooping , the maiden saw two summers roll Their suns away - but ah ! how cold and dim Even summer suns , when not beheld with him ! From time to time ill - omen'd rumours came ( Like spirit - tongues , muttering the sick man's ...
Pagina xxxiii
... soul was lost ; and blushes , swift and wild As are the momentary meteors sent Across the uncalm , but beauteous firmament , And then her look ! -oh ! where's the heart so wise , Could unbewilder'd meet those matchless eyes ? Quick ...
... soul was lost ; and blushes , swift and wild As are the momentary meteors sent Across the uncalm , but beauteous firmament , And then her look ! -oh ! where's the heart so wise , Could unbewilder'd meet those matchless eyes ? Quick ...
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Anacreon ancient angels Bacchus bard beam beautiful beneath bless blest bliss bloom blush bosom bowers breath bright brow burning called Catullus charm creon dark dear death delight divine dream e'er earth Epicurus epigram eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace hath heart Heaven holy hope hour Irish King kiss Lady Morgan Lalla Rookh light lips live look look'd Lord Lord Byron lyre maid Moore morning ne'er never night Note nymph o'er Persian Philostratus Pindar Plato poem poet rose rosy round says seem'd shade shed shine sigh sleep smile song soul spirit sweet tears tears of wine tell thee thine things Thomas Moore thou thought throne translation trembling turn'd twine vellum warm weep Whigs wild wing words young youth δε και
Populaire passages
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...