The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Collected by Himself, 5. köideLongman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1841 |
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art not dead beam beneath blest bliss blushing bower Boyle Farm breath bright bright eye brow Canopus charms Cupids dance dark dear dearest dream e'er earth ev'n ev'ry eyes falchion fancy farewell feel fleet flowers Fount Freedom's gone Greece Grenada hath hear heart heaven Here's high-born Ladye holy Isle hour hurra isle life's light lips little Admiral look look'd love thee Love's lover lute lyre maid maiden MELEAGER melody mighty Love moon moonlight ne'er night nymphs once pain pass'd rill rose Rose-tree round Sappho scene seem'd shine shone shore sigh sing sleep slumber smile soft song soon sorrow sound Sprite star stood strain sung sunny sweet tears tell thine THOMAS MOORE thou art thou'rt thought Thrace Tis the Vine turn'd Twas Twill voice wake weeping wings young youth
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Page 98 - A hunter once in a grove reclined, To shun the noon's bright eye, And oft he wooed the wandering wind To cool his brow with its sigh. While mute lay even the wild bee's hum, Nor breath could stir the aspen's hair, ' His song was still, 'Sweet Air, O come!
Page 251 - SONG OF A HYPERBOREAN. I COME from a land in the sun-bright deep, Where golden gardens grow ; Where the winds of the north, becalm'd in sleep, Their conch-shells never blow.1 Haste to that holy Isle with me.
Page 26 - Chief expiring lay, Upon the sands, with broken sword, He traced his farewell to the Free; And, there, the last unfinished word He dying wrote was
Page 13 - tis in vain — " I cannot weave, as once I wove — " So wilder'd is my heart and brain " With thinking of that youth I love...
Page viii - It would be a delightful addition to life, if TM had a cottage within two miles of one. We went to the theatre together, and the house being luckily a good one, received TM with rapture. I could have hugged them, for it paid back the debt of the kind reception I met with in Ireland.
Page 283 - Mopsa is brown, But her cheek is as smooth as the peach's soft down, And, for blushing, no rose can come near her ; In short, she has woven such nets round my heart, That I ne'er from my dear little Mopsa can part, — Unless I can find one that's dearer. Her voice...
Page 129 - our joyful cry ; While answering back the sounds we hear " Ship ahoy ! ship ahoy ! what cheer ? what cheer ? " Then sails are back'd, we nearer come, Kind words are said of friends and home ; And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o'er silent seas again.
Page 240 - I HAVE a garden of my own, Shining with flowers of every hue ; I loved it dearly while alone, But I shall love it more with you : And there the golden bees shall come, In summer-time at break of morn, And wake us with their busy hum Around the Siha's fragrant thorn. I have a fawn from Aden's land, On leafy buds and berries nurst; And you shall feed him from your hand, Though he may start with fear at first. And I will lead you where he lies For shelter in the noon-tide heat ; And you may touch his...
Page xv - How far my own labours in this field — if indeed, the gathering of such idle flowers may be so designated — have helped to advance, or even kept pace with the progressive improvement I have here described, it is not for me to presume to decide. I only know that in a strong and inborn feeling for music lies the source of whatever talent I may have shown for poetical composition ; and that it was the effort to translate into language the emotions and passions which music appeared to rne to express,...
Page 195 - I'm thine. MY HEART AND LUTE. I GIVE thee all — I can no more — Tho' poor the off "ring be ; My heart and lute are all the store That I can bring to thee.