The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: With the Life of the AuthorP.F. Collier, 1879 - 552 стор. |
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... wild song ' twas once such pleasure to hear ! When our voices commingling breath'd , like one , on the ear ; And , as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls , I think , oh my love ! ' tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Soul ...
... wild song ' twas once such pleasure to hear ! When our voices commingling breath'd , like one , on the ear ; And , as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls , I think , oh my love ! ' tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Soul ...
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... wild harp slung behind him.— " Land of song ! " said the . warrior - bard , Though all the world betrays thee , One sword , at least , thy rights shall guard , " One faithful harp shall praise thee ! " The Minstrel fell - but the ...
... wild harp slung behind him.— " Land of song ! " said the . warrior - bard , Though all the world betrays thee , One sword , at least , thy rights shall guard , " One faithful harp shall praise thee ! " The Minstrel fell - but the ...
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... wild as mountain breezes , Leaving every beauty free To sink or swell as Heaven pleases . Yes , my Nora Creina , dear , My simple , graceful Nora Creina , Nature's dress Is loveliness- The dress you wear , my Nora Creina . Lesbia hath a ...
... wild as mountain breezes , Leaving every beauty free To sink or swell as Heaven pleases . Yes , my Nora Creina , dear , My simple , graceful Nora Creina , Nature's dress Is loveliness- The dress you wear , my Nora Creina . Lesbia hath a ...
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... wild , and sweet , And nought but love is wanting ; We think how great had been our bliss , If Heav'n had but assign'd us To live and die in scenes like this , With some we've left benind us ! As trav'llers oft look back at eve , When ...
... wild , and sweet , And nought but love is wanting ; We think how great had been our bliss , If Heav'n had but assign'd us To live and die in scenes like this , With some we've left benind us ! As trav'llers oft look back at eve , When ...
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... wild song of her dear native plains , Every note which he lov'd awaking ; - Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains , How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking . He had liv'd for his love , for his country he died , They were ...
... wild song of her dear native plains , Every note which he lov'd awaking ; - Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains , How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking . He had liv'd for his love , for his country he died , They were ...
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