The Poetical Works of Thomas MoorePhillips, Sampson, 1857 - 420 páginas |
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... sparkling with all the truth And innocence once ours , and leads us back , In mournful mockery , o'er the shining track Of our young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we ' ve lost upon the way ! - Once happy pair ! - In ...
... sparkling with all the truth And innocence once ours , and leads us back , In mournful mockery , o'er the shining track Of our young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we ' ve lost upon the way ! - Once happy pair ! - In ...
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... sparkling of that fountain's silv'ry dew , Like the wet , glist'ning shells , of ev'ry dye , That on the margin of the Red Sea lie . Here too he traces the kind visitings Of woman's love in those fair , living things Of land and wave ...
... sparkling of that fountain's silv'ry dew , Like the wet , glist'ning shells , of ev'ry dye , That on the margin of the Red Sea lie . Here too he traces the kind visitings Of woman's love in those fair , living things Of land and wave ...
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... sparkling loories , such as gleam between The crimson blossoms of the coral tree In the warm isles of India's sunny sea : Mecca's blue sacred pigeon , and the thrush Of Hindostan , whose holy warblings gush , At evening , from the tall ...
... sparkling loories , such as gleam between The crimson blossoms of the coral tree In the warm isles of India's sunny sea : Mecca's blue sacred pigeon , and the thrush Of Hindostan , whose holy warblings gush , At evening , from the tall ...
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... sparkling with the play Of countless lamps , like the rich track which Day Leaves on the waters , when he sinks from us , So long the path , its light so tremulous ; · He sees a group of female forms advance , Some chain'd together in ...
... sparkling with the play Of countless lamps , like the rich track which Day Leaves on the waters , when he sinks from us , So long the path , its light so tremulous ; · He sees a group of female forms advance , Some chain'd together in ...
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... sparkling through The gently open'd curtains of light blue That veil'd the breezy casement , countless eyes , Peeping like stars through the blue ev'ning skies , Look'd laughing in , as if to mock the pair That sat so still and ...
... sparkling through The gently open'd curtains of light blue That veil'd the breezy casement , countless eyes , Peeping like stars through the blue ev'ning skies , Look'd laughing in , as if to mock the pair That sat so still and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ANACREON Azim Bacchus Bathyllus beam beautiful beneath bless'd blest bliss blood bloom blushing bow'rs bower breath breeze bright brow burning Caliph Cashmere charm cheek cold dark dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth Erin ev'n ev'ry eyes fade Fadladeen fair falchion farewell Feramorz fire flame flowers gleam glory glowing gondolier gone green arbor Hafed Haram hath heart Heav'n hope hour Iran Lahore Lalla Rookh light lips live look look'd Love's lute maid minarets moonlight morning mountains ne'er never night nymphs o'er once pass'd Peri pure roses rosy round satrap seem'd shade shed shine Ship ahoy shone sigh skies slave sleep smile song soul sound sparkling spirit Sprite star sunny sweet sword tears thee There's thine thou thought throne Tow'rds trembling turn'd veil warm wave weep wild wings young youth Zelica
Pasajes populares
Página 97 - 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...
Página 333 - Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill — Oh ! no : it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that friends the beloved of my bosom were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
Página 107 - Of ruin'd shrines, busy and bright As they were all alive with light,— And yet more splendid, numerous flocks Of pigeons, settling on the rocks, With their rich restless wings, that gleam Variously in the crimson beam Of the warm west, — as if inlaid With brilliants from the mine, or made Of tearless rainbows, such as span Th
Página 326 - 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 ! The warm lay of love and the light note of gladness Have waken'd thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill ; But, so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That ev'n in thy mirth it will steal from thee still.
Página 303 - And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay, That the night only draws A thin veil o'er the day ; Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give.
Página 309 - Oh ! where's the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, * Who, could he burst His bonds at first, Would pine beneath them slowly ? What soul, whose wrongs degrade it, • Would wait till time decay'd it, When thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of Him who made it ? Farewell, Erin ! farewell all, Who live to weep our fall...
Página 103 - She wept — the air grew pure and clear Around her, as the bright drops ran ; For there's a magic in each tear, Such kindly Spirits weep for man ! Just then beneath some orange trees, Whose fruit and blossoms in the breeze Were wantoning together, free, Like age at play with infancy...
Página 111 - 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 !
Página 351 - And all but he departed! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Página 406 - Jehovah has triumph' d — his people are free! Sing — for the pride of the tyrant is broken, His chariots, his horsemen; all splendid and brave, 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 triumph'd — his people are free!