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... Light sounds the Harp " PAGE 326 327 327 328 IRISH MELODIES— Prefatory Letter on Music 329 " Go where glory waits thee " 334 War Song . " Remember the glories of Brien the Brave " 335 " Erin ! the tear and the smile in thine eyes " 335 ...
... Light sounds the Harp " PAGE 326 327 327 328 IRISH MELODIES— Prefatory Letter on Music 329 " Go where glory waits thee " 334 War Song . " Remember the glories of Brien the Brave " 335 " Erin ! the tear and the smile in thine eyes " 335 ...
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... light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were even the gleams miraculously shed O'er Moussa'st cheek , when down the Mount he trod , All glowing from the presence of his God ! On either side , with ready hearts and hands ...
... light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were even the gleams miraculously shed O'er Moussa'st cheek , when down the Mount he trod , All glowing from the presence of his God ! On either side , with ready hearts and hands ...
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... light is madness ! ' Twas from a brilliant banquet , where the sound Of poesy and music breathed around , Together picturing to her mind and ear The glories of that heaven , her destined sphere , Where all was pure , where every stain ...
... light is madness ! ' Twas from a brilliant banquet , where the sound Of poesy and music breathed around , Together picturing to her mind and ear The glories of that heaven , her destined sphere , Where all was pure , where every stain ...
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... light- Her beauteous Azim shone before her sight . O Reason ! who shall say what spells renew , When least we look for it , thy broken clue ! Through what small vistas o'er the darkened brain Thy intellectual day - beam bursts again ...
... light- Her beauteous Azim shone before her sight . O Reason ! who shall say what spells renew , When least we look for it , thy broken clue ! Through what small vistas o'er the darkened brain Thy intellectual day - beam bursts again ...
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... light bound Came like a spirit's o'er the unechoing ground , - From that wild Zelica whose every glance Was thrilling fire , whose every thought a trance ! Upon his couch the Veiled Mokanna lay , While lamps around - not such as lend ...
... light bound Came like a spirit's o'er the unechoing ground , - From that wild Zelica whose every glance Was thrilling fire , whose every thought a trance ! Upon his couch the Veiled Mokanna lay , While lamps around - not such as lend ...
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Сторінка 328 - 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 no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still...
Сторінка 372 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Сторінка 345 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Сторінка 56 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall : Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of Heaven is worth them all...
Сторінка 299 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.2 Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Сторінка 57 - Nymph of a fair, but erring line ! " Gently he said — "One hope is thine. Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this Eternal Gate The Gift that is most dear to Heaven ! Go, seek it, and redeem thy sin— 'Tis sweet to let the Pardon'd in ! " Rapidly as comets run To th...
Сторінка 27 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S§ stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Сторінка 373 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
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Сторінка 374 - Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above? Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray, As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day.