 Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. But yet will I rear your throne Again in golden sheen; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleenl My own Rosaleen! 'Tis...  Macmillan's Magazine - Сторінка 121875Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Irish ballads - 1846 - 260 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Wo and pain, pain and wo, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Eosaleen ! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis... | |
 | Denis Florence MacCarthy - 1846 - 554 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Wo and pain, pain and wo, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! "fis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis... | |
 | 1850 - 744 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Wo and pain, pain and wo, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! 'Tía you shall have the golden throne 'Tis... | |
 | 1853 - 774 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen ! " Wo and pain, pain and wo Are my lot, night and noon — To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. But, yet — will I rear thy throne Again in golden sheen ; Tis you shall reign — shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen ! My... | |
 | Edward Hayes - 1856 - 396 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1858 - 394 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen ! Wo and pain, pain and wo, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen ! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 478 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alune, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1859 - 474 стор.
...love, iay saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful moon. 'Tis you shull reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the... | |
 | 1898 - 534 стор.
...suffices to utter the heart of each (p. 118) : "Woe and pain, pain and woe. Are my lot. night and noon. To see your bright face clouded so. Like to the mournful...I rear your throne Again In golden sheen; 'TIs you (ball reign, shall reign alone. My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen I 'Tla you shall have the golden... | |
 | James Clarence Mangan - 1866 - 472 стор.
...love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen ! Woe and pain, pain and woe, Are my lot, night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, Like to the mournful...throne Again in golden sheen ; 'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen ! My own Bosaleen ! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne, 'Tis... | |
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