The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes &cJ. Wurtele Lovell, 1881 - 670 páginas |
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... bliss , I proudly scorn 69. Now Neptune's sullen month 43 The Ballad 63 To Phillis 63 appears ' 43 To Miss 64 70. They wove the lotus band , to deck ' To Rosa 64 44 To Julia 65 71. A broken cake , with honey sweet ' Elegiac Stanzas 65 ...
... bliss , I proudly scorn 69. Now Neptune's sullen month 43 The Ballad 63 To Phillis 63 appears ' 43 To Miss 64 70. They wove the lotus band , to deck ' To Rosa 64 44 To Julia 65 71. A broken cake , with honey sweet ' Elegiac Stanzas 65 ...
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... bliss , entranced to lie Where the embowering branches meet- Oh ! is not this divinely sweet ? ODE XLII.3 YES , be ... bliss , And stole me from myself away ? And , while she weaves a frontlet fair Of hyacinth to deck my hair , Oh ! let ...
... bliss , entranced to lie Where the embowering branches meet- Oh ! is not this divinely sweet ? ODE XLII.3 YES , be ... bliss , And stole me from myself away ? And , while she weaves a frontlet fair Of hyacinth to deck my hair , Oh ! let ...
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... bliss is mine , — There's bliss in every drop of wine ! and others : Altri segua Marte fero ; Che sol Bacco è ' l mio conforto . This , the preceding ode , and a few more of the same character , are merely chansons à boire . Most likely ...
... bliss is mine , — There's bliss in every drop of wine ! and others : Altri segua Marte fero ; Che sol Bacco è ' l mio conforto . This , the preceding ode , and a few more of the same character , are merely chansons à boire . Most likely ...
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... bliss that wine possesses ! He , who inspires the youth to glance In winged circlets through the dance ! Bacchus , the god , again is here , And leads along the blushing year ; The blushing year with rapture teems , Ready to shed those ...
... bliss that wine possesses ! He , who inspires the youth to glance In winged circlets through the dance ! Bacchus , the god , again is here , And leads along the blushing year ; The blushing year with rapture teems , Ready to shed those ...
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... bliss , I proudly scorn The stream of Amalthea's horn ! Nor should I ask to call the throne Of the Tartessian prince my own ; 3 For thee they mantle , flush , and burn ! To totter through his train of years , Not more the rose , the ...
... bliss , I proudly scorn The stream of Amalthea's horn ! Nor should I ask to call the throne Of the Tartessian prince my own ; 3 For thee they mantle , flush , and burn ! To totter through his train of years , Not more the rose , the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Anacreon angels Bacchus bard beam beauty beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bosom bowers breath bright bright eyes brow burning Catullus charm Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth epigram eyes fair fancy farewell feel fire flame flowers glory glow grace Greece haram harp hath heart heaven hope hour King kiss Lalla Rookh light lips look Lord Love's lover lute lyre maid morning mountain ne'er never night nymph o'er once Persian Plato poet pure Quadrille rill rose rosy round shade shed shine shone sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sparkling spirit star steal sung sunny sweet tears tell thee there's thine thou thought throne Twas twill Twixt wandering warm wave weep Whigs wild wings young youth
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Página 382 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Página 425 - Oft, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me. Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Página 190 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Página 423 - Those joyous hours are passed away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells ! Moore.
Página 195 - Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever 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.
Página 201 - 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 201 - 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 171 - 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. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Página 217 - 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...
Página 339 - Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace.