The British Poets, Том 4Little, Brown & Company, 1865 |
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... pure gold of the melody shines through the un- graceful foliage which surrounds it , - and the most delicate and difficult duty of a compiler is to en- deavour , by retrenching these inelegant superfluities , and collating the various ...
... pure gold of the melody shines through the un- graceful foliage which surrounds it , - and the most delicate and difficult duty of a compiler is to en- deavour , by retrenching these inelegant superfluities , and collating the various ...
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... pure as light , Pure as even you require : But , oh ! each word I write Love turns to fire . Yet let me keep the book : Oft shall my heart renew , When on its leaves I look , Dear thoughts of you . Like you , ' tis fair and bright ...
... pure as light , Pure as even you require : But , oh ! each word I write Love turns to fire . Yet let me keep the book : Oft shall my heart renew , When on its leaves I look , Dear thoughts of you . Like you , ' tis fair and bright ...
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Thoughts that not burn , but shine , Pure , calm , and sweet . And as , o'er ocean far , Seamen their records keep , Led by some hidden star So Through the cold deep ; may the words I write Tell thro ' what storms I stray - You still ...
Thoughts that not burn , but shine , Pure , calm , and sweet . And as , o'er ocean far , Seamen their records keep , Led by some hidden star So Through the cold deep ; may the words I write Tell thro ' what storms I stray - You still ...
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... pure light its dawning delay . When will that day - star , mildly springing , Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will heaven , its sweet bell ringing , Call my spirit to the fields above ? * To make this story intelligible in a ...
... pure light its dawning delay . When will that day - star , mildly springing , Warm our isle with peace and love ? When will heaven , its sweet bell ringing , Call my spirit to the fields above ? * To make this story intelligible in a ...
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... lay ; The darker our fortune , the brighter our pure love burn'd , Till shame into glory , till fear into zeal was turn'd ; * Meaning , allegorically , the ancient Church of Ireland . Yes , slave as I was , in thy arms 80 IRISH MELODIES .
... lay ; The darker our fortune , the brighter our pure love burn'd , Till shame into glory , till fear into zeal was turn'd ; * Meaning , allegorically , the ancient Church of Ireland . Yes , slave as I was , in thy arms 80 IRISH MELODIES .
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Arranmore bard battle of Clontarf beam Beauty bliss bloom bower breath bright bring brow chain charm children of Israel cloud cold dark dear death dream e'er earth Edward Hudson Erin ev'n eyes fade fair farewell feel flowers friends glory gondolier gone Harp hast hath heart Heaven hope hour Ireland Irish Irish Harp isle leave life's light lips look look'd LORD Lord Edward Fitzgerald love thee Love's lute maid Melodies moon morning mountains ne'er never night o'er once pain pleasure pleasure's Robert Emmet rose Rose-tree round shine Ship ahoy shore sigh silent sing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul spirit Sprite star steal sunny sunshine sweet syren call tears tell there's thine THOMAS MOORE thou art thought thro turn'd Twas voice wake wave weep wings young youth
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Страница 208 - I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed!
Страница 207 - 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 dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me. Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Страница 283 - And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, and sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer...
Страница 54 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Страница 54 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes. To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
Страница 103 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Страница 128 - That even in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. Dear Harp of my Country ! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine.
Страница 289 - Lift up thine eyes round about, and see : all they gather themselves together, they come to thee : thy sons shall come from far, and thy daughters shall be nursed at thy side.
Страница 273 - And Miriam, the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously : the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Страница 49 - 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. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells : The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives.