 THE harp that once through 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...  Song Book of the Harvard Club of San Francisco - Page 29by Harvard Club of San Francisco (Calif.) - 1909 - 117 lehteFull view - About this book
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1811 - 368 lehte
...harp, that once thro" 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...bright, The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, which breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes The only throb she... | |
 | 1810 - 430 lehte
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 | 1825 - 826 lehte
...assemblages of chiefs, called Tara, a council, or parliament. Tom Moore No more to diirft and laala bright. The harp of Tara swells. The chord alone that breaks at night, IU tale of ruiu lulls. This derivation of the halls of Tara will, no doubt, amaze its little minstrel... | |
 | John Gamble - 1819 - 442 lehte
...bright, The harp of Tarra swells, . The chord, alone that breaks at night, . Its tale of ruin tells. " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more!" Almost the first blood spilt in the late unibrtunate rebellion, was shed on this green hill. A body... | |
 | John Gamble - 1819 - 748 lehte
...passed away, and left not a trace behind. " No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tarra swells, The chord, alone that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 lehte
...harp that once, through 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...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 272 lehte
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 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 lehte
...harp that once through Tara's halls. The soul of music shed, , Now hangs as mute on Tara'? walls As if that soul were fled : — -, So sleeps the pride of...o'er ; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, No more to chieC* and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 lehte
...harp that once through 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...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 lehte
...harp that once through 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...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at... | |
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