The life of Thomas Moore. Centenary edDublin, 1879 - 256 páginas |
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... speaking of them . Not only had I myself , from early childhood , taken a passionate interest in that struggle , which , how- ever darkly it ended , began under the bright aus- pices of a Grattan ; but among those young men whom , after ...
... speaking of them . Not only had I myself , from early childhood , taken a passionate interest in that struggle , which , how- ever darkly it ended , began under the bright aus- pices of a Grattan ; but among those young men whom , after ...
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... speak and after ; the brow that had appeared inanimate and almost drooping , at once elevated itself in all the consciousness of power , and the whole countenance and figure of the speaker assuming a change as of one suddenly in- spired ...
... speak and after ; the brow that had appeared inanimate and almost drooping , at once elevated itself in all the consciousness of power , and the whole countenance and figure of the speaker assuming a change as of one suddenly in- spired ...
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... speak with the man who drew up the Declaration of Independence . Moore's impressions of America were not favourable , a circumstance which he traces to the influence of the feelings and prejudices of those with whom he mingled , who ...
... speak with the man who drew up the Declaration of Independence . Moore's impressions of America were not favourable , a circumstance which he traces to the influence of the feelings and prejudices of those with whom he mingled , who ...
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... speak , When thou canst breathe her soul so well . Friendship's balmy words may feign : Love's are ev'n more false than they : Oh ! ' tis only Music's strain Can sweetly soothe , and not betray ! It has been said by many that Moore did ...
... speak , When thou canst breathe her soul so well . Friendship's balmy words may feign : Love's are ev'n more false than they : Oh ! ' tis only Music's strain Can sweetly soothe , and not betray ! It has been said by many that Moore did ...
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... speak than they are at once revealed - the genuine daughters of the land not less famed for song , than for the fidelity , heroism , and sanctity of its children , To introduce these melodies to my humble country- men , robed in a ...
... speak than they are at once revealed - the genuine daughters of the land not less famed for song , than for the fidelity , heroism , and sanctity of its children , To introduce these melodies to my humble country- men , robed in a ...
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Página 52 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
Página 58 - 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.
Página 43 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Página 43 - 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.
Página 60 - And how felt he, the wretched man Reclining there, while memory ran O'er many a year of guilt and strife, — Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace. "There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones, "thou blessed child!
Página 52 - The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown, And he who has but tears to give Must weep those tears alone.
Página 42 - Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps...
Página 53 - How vain was their boasting! — the Lord hath but spoken, And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave? Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah has triumphed — His people are free!
Página 60 - There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones — " thou blessed child ! When, young and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee — but now — " He hung his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. "There's a drop...
Página 44 - DEAR Harp of my country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...