The poetical works of Thomas MooreCrissy and Grigg, 1829 - 408 Seiten |
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... Fancy - the more I've view'd this world Translations from Catullus .374 ib . The Periwinkles and the Locusts New Creation of Peers . Speech on the Umbrella Question A pastoral Ballad A late scene at Swanage ib . • . 395 ib . . • 396 ib ...
... Fancy - the more I've view'd this world Translations from Catullus .374 ib . The Periwinkles and the Locusts New Creation of Peers . Speech on the Umbrella Question A pastoral Ballad A late scene at Swanage ib . • . 395 ib . . • 396 ib ...
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... fancy as Tom Moore : that his soul seemed as if it were a parti- cle of fire separated from the sun , and was al- ways fluttering to get back to that source of light and heat .. Mr Moore was greatly distinguished while at the University ...
... fancy as Tom Moore : that his soul seemed as if it were a parti- cle of fire separated from the sun , and was al- ways fluttering to get back to that source of light and heat .. Mr Moore was greatly distinguished while at the University ...
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... fancy to wander only among the ruins of the heart , to dwell in places which the fire of feeling has desolated , and , like the chesnat - tree , that grows best in volcanic soils , to luxuriate mest where the conflagration of passion ...
... fancy to wander only among the ruins of the heart , to dwell in places which the fire of feeling has desolated , and , like the chesnat - tree , that grows best in volcanic soils , to luxuriate mest where the conflagration of passion ...
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... fancy , and fatigue the attention , with the constant succession of glittering images and high- strained emotions , than to maintain a rising in- terest , or win a growing sympathy , by a less pro- fuse or more systematic display of ...
... fancy , and fatigue the attention , with the constant succession of glittering images and high- strained emotions , than to maintain a rising in- terest , or win a growing sympathy , by a less pro- fuse or more systematic display of ...
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... fancy in the author ; but it is everywhere pervaded , still more strikingly , by a strain of tender and noble feeling , poured out with such warmth and abundance , as to steal in- sensibly on the heart of the reader , and gradually to ...
... fancy in the author ; but it is everywhere pervaded , still more strikingly , by a strain of tender and noble feeling , poured out with such warmth and abundance , as to steal in- sensibly on the heart of the reader , and gradually to ...
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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
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...