Irish MelodiesJ. Power, 1821 - 259 pagina's |
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Pagina 30
... its leaves - I - look , Dear thoughts of you ! Like you , ' tis fair and bright ; Like you , too bright and fair To let wild passion write One wrong wish there ! III . Haply , when from those eyes Far , 30 IRISH MELODIES .
... its leaves - I - look , Dear thoughts of you ! Like you , ' tis fair and bright ; Like you , too bright and fair To let wild passion write One wrong wish there ! III . Haply , when from those eyes Far , 30 IRISH MELODIES .
Pagina 36
... , the garden of beauty is kept By a dragon of prudery , plac'd within call ; But so oft this unamiable dragon has slept , That the garden's but carelessly watch'd after all . Oh ! they want the wild , sweet - briery 36 IRISH MELODIES .
... , the garden of beauty is kept By a dragon of prudery , plac'd within call ; But so oft this unamiable dragon has slept , That the garden's but carelessly watch'd after all . Oh ! they want the wild , sweet - briery 36 IRISH MELODIES .
Pagina 37
Thomas Moore. Oh ! they want the wild , sweet - briery fence , Which round the flowers of ERIN dwells , Which warns the touch , while winning the sense , Nor charms us least , when it most repels . Then remember , wherever your goblet is ...
Thomas Moore. Oh ! they want the wild , sweet - briery fence , Which round the flowers of ERIN dwells , Which warns the touch , while winning the sense , Nor charms us least , when it most repels . Then remember , wherever your goblet is ...
Pagina 77
... fame may soar , When wild youth's past ; Tho ' he win the wise , who frown'd before , To smile at last ; He'll never meet A joy so sweet In all his noon of fame , As when first he sung to woman's ear His soul IRISH MELODIES . 77 .
... fame may soar , When wild youth's past ; Tho ' he win the wise , who frown'd before , To smile at last ; He'll never meet A joy so sweet In all his noon of fame , As when first he sung to woman's ear His soul IRISH MELODIES . 77 .
Pagina 85
Thomas Moore. Oh ! my NORA'S gown for me , That floats as wild as mountain breezes , Leaving every beauty free To sink or swell , as Heaven pleases ! Yes , my NORA CREINA , dear ! My simple , graceful NORA CREINA ! Nature's dress Is ...
Thomas Moore. Oh ! my NORA'S gown for me , That floats as wild as mountain breezes , Leaving every beauty free To sink or swell , as Heaven pleases ! Yes , my NORA CREINA , dear ! My simple , graceful NORA CREINA ! Nature's dress Is ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
airs AVOCA Bard battle of Clontarf beam beautiful bliss bosom bowers breath bright chain charm choro CICERO clouds cold crown'd dark dear death Ditto dream drink Dublin earth enharmonic ERIN ERIN's ev'n EVELEEN's eyes fade fair fame farewell feel flowers forget friends gloom glory grave Harp hath heart heaven hope hour Ireland Irish Harp Irish Melodies Irish Poetry isle Kilkenny Lady leave LESBIA light lips long a letter look'd lov'd Love's lute maiden Minstrel morning ne'er neral never night NORA CREINA o'er once Planxty pleasure pleasure's proud Red Branch remember rose round rove Saint Senanus shade Shamrock shed shine sigh Sir JOHN STEVENSON sleep smile song sorrow soul sparkled spirit star steal Steed sweet sword tear thee there's thine THIRD NUMBER THOMAS MOORE thro turn'd Twas wak'd wave weep wild wreath the bowl young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 12 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed. Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. — So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more.
Pagina 154 - DEAR Harp of my country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...
Pagina 44 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me...
Pagina 70 - Music ! oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray ! IT IS NOT THE TEAR AT THIS MOMENT SHED.
Pagina 91 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him, Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Pagina 22 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ! f Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green ; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still.
Pagina 122 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
Pagina 10 - OH ! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH ! 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. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Pagina 162 - ... us ! And when, in other climes, we meet Some isle or vale enchanting, Where all looks flowery, wild and sweet, And nought but love is wanting ; We think...
Pagina 149 - Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night : — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.