 | Alison GARD - 1870 - 278 Seiten
...religious ceremonies, than have become an apostate to the worship of her fathers. CHAPTER XXVII. " Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene...purest of crystal and brightest of green, 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh, no ! — it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that... | |
 | Alison Gard - 1870 - 272 Seiten
...scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green, 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or bill, Oh, no ! — it was something more -exquisite still. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how... | |
 | John Bradbury (of Salford.) - 1871 - 154 Seiten
...in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling in life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. " Yet...purest of crystal and brightest of green ; 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or rill, Oh, no ! it was something more exquisite still. " 'Twas that friends,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1872 - 514 Seiten
...in whose bosom the bright waters meet;3 Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet...purest of crystal and brightest of green ; 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh! no — it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that friends,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1872 - 660 Seiten
...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. Yet...purest of crystal and brightest of green ; 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that... | |
 | Thomas Nicolas Burke - 1872 - 646 Seiten
...emotions of our souls; it was not the beauties of Avoca that captivated the poet when he sang— " Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene...of green ; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or rill— Oh, no !—it was something more exquisite still. 4< 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my... | |
 | James Roderick O'Flanagan - 1873 - 298 Seiten
...vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh, the last ray of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet...brightest of green ; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet and hill, Oh no! it was something more exquisite still. VOL. II. R 'Twas that friends, the beloved... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1874 - 160 Seiten
...in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;t Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet...purest of crystal and brightest of green ; 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still. * "The Meeting... | |
 | 1874 - 620 Seiten
...familiar landscape may be partly or mainly due to associations. Moore says of the Vale of Avoca : — " Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene...purest of crystal and brightest of green, 'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or rill ; Oh, no ! — it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that... | |
 | Christian Brothers - 1893 - 460 Seiten
...from the head and the wit, than from the heart. rTlHERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet Fet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene Her...purest of crystal and brightest of green ; Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or rill; 0, no ; it was something more exquisite still Twas that friends,... | |
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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. Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er... 
