Irish MelodiesLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1849 - 165 страница |
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... , stealing All the soul of feeling , To thy heart appealing , Draw one tear from thee ; Then let memory bring thee Strains I us'd to sing thee , - Oh ! then remember me . WAR SONG REMEMBER THE GLORIES OF BRIEN THE BRAVE . 2 IRISH MELODIES .
... , stealing All the soul of feeling , To thy heart appealing , Draw one tear from thee ; Then let memory bring thee Strains I us'd to sing thee , - Oh ! then remember me . WAR SONG REMEMBER THE GLORIES OF BRIEN THE BRAVE . 2 IRISH MELODIES .
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... singing , Sleep , with wings in darkness furl'd ? When will heaven , its sweet bell ringing , Call my spirit from this stormy world ? Sadly , oh Moyle , to thy winter - wave weeping , Fate bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in ...
... singing , Sleep , with wings in darkness furl'd ? When will heaven , its sweet bell ringing , Call my spirit from this stormy world ? Sadly , oh Moyle , to thy winter - wave weeping , Fate bids me languish long ages away ; Yet still in ...
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... , if spirits can steal from the regions of air , To revisit past scenes of delight , thou wilt come to me there , And tell me our love is remember'd , even in the sky ! E 4 Then I sing the wild song ' t was once IRISH MELODIES . 55.
... , if spirits can steal from the regions of air , To revisit past scenes of delight , thou wilt come to me there , And tell me our love is remember'd , even in the sky ! E 4 Then I sing the wild song ' t was once IRISH MELODIES . 55.
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Thomas Moore. Then I sing the wild song ' t was once such pleasure to hear , When our voices commingling breath'd , like one , on the ear ; And , as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls , I think , oh my love ! ' t is thy ...
Thomas Moore. Then I sing the wild song ' t was once such pleasure to hear , When our voices commingling breath'd , like one , on the ear ; And , as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls , I think , oh my love ! ' t is thy ...
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... sing of Passion's ardent spell , Yet trust me , all the stronger I feel the bliss I do not tell . The bee through many a garden roves , And hums his lay of courtship o'er , But , when he finds the flower he loves , He settles there ...
... sing of Passion's ardent spell , Yet trust me , all the stronger I feel the bliss I do not tell . The bee through many a garden roves , And hums his lay of courtship o'er , But , when he finds the flower he loves , He settles there ...
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airs ancient Arranmore bard battle of Clontarf beam beautiful bliss bloom bosom bowers brave breath bright chain charm cold dark dear death dream earth Edward Hudson Emmet Erin Erin's ev'n eyes fade fair fame feel flowers friends gleam glory grave Harp hath heart heaven honour hope hour Innisfail Ireland Irish Harp Irish Melodies Irish Poetry isle John Stevenson Killarney leave light lips look look'd Lord Lord Edward Fitzgerald lov'd Love's morning morocco Mountain Sprite Music of Ireland ne'er never night Nora Creina Number o'er once OWEN JONES pleasure pleasure's proud remember Robert Emmet round shame Shamrock shed shine sigh silence sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sparkled spirit star steal sunny sunshine sweet sword tears thee thine thou thought thro turn'd Twas voice wak'd wave weep where'er young youth