 | Lady, A Lady - 1836 - 338 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, One Peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | Cynosure - 1837 - 272 страница
...e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanisb'd too. Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come brightly wafting thro' the gloom, A peace branch from above. Then sorrow touch'd by Thee grows .bright, With more than rap'trous lay,... | |
 | R T. Linnington - 1837 - 274 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness... | |
 | Rebecca Hey - 1837 - 386 страница
...living author, whose lyre, we could wish, were oftener tuned to such strains : — " Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by thec, grows bright With more... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom Did not Thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | Abel Charles Thomas - 1839 - 224 страница
...e'en the hope, that threw A moment's sparkle n'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too. O who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting thro' the gloom, A peace-branch from above ! Then sorrow, touched by thee, is bright With more than rapture's ray, As... | |
 | 1840 - 498 страница
...comes, are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting, through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above ? 4 Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows brig] With more... | |
 | Alexander Campbell, Charles Louis Loos - 1840 - 632 страница
...wickedness—of sin and strife—of sorrow and disappointment, is this world of ours! "OhI who could bear life's stormy doom Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, . Our peace-hranch from abovel" What is there upon this impure earth that has attraction... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 448 страница
...even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, Oh, who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy Wing of Love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our Peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | Sacred cabinet - 1841 - 222 страница
...ev'n the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too! Oh who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, One peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright With more... | |
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Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above!' Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day ! • Thomas Moore, 1779—1852. 
