The Works of Thomas Moore, Esq, Volumen6G. Smith, 1825 - 6 páginas |
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... hours , Each told the story of his love , The history of that hour unblest , When , like a bird , from its high nest Won down by fascinating eyes , For Woman's smile he lost the skies . . The First who spoke was one , with look 10 THE ...
... hours , Each told the story of his love , The history of that hour unblest , When , like a bird , from its high nest Won down by fascinating eyes , For Woman's smile he lost the skies . . The First who spoke was one , with look 10 THE ...
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... some cloud receives The Moon into his dusky arms . Tis not in words to tell the power , The despotism that , from that hour , Passion held o'er me - day and night I sought around each neighbouring spot , And in the FIRST ANGEL'S STORY . 13.
... some cloud receives The Moon into his dusky arms . Tis not in words to tell the power , The despotism that , from that hour , Passion held o'er me - day and night I sought around each neighbouring spot , And in the FIRST ANGEL'S STORY . 13.
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... hour , - she said , " Oh ! that it were my doom to be ( 6 " The Spirit of yon beauteous star , Dwelling up there in purity , " Alone , as all such bright things are ; " My sole employ to pray and shine , " To light my censer at the sun ...
... hour , - she said , " Oh ! that it were my doom to be ( 6 " The Spirit of yon beauteous star , Dwelling up there in purity , " Alone , as all such bright things are ; " My sole employ to pray and shine , " To light my censer at the sun ...
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... hour or wish to rise , Come to my lips that fatal day ; And once , too , was so nearly spoken , That my spread plumage in the ray And breeze of heaven began to play- When my heart fail'd - the spell was brok- en- The word unfinish'd ...
... hour or wish to rise , Come to my lips that fatal day ; And once , too , was so nearly spoken , That my spread plumage in the ray And breeze of heaven began to play- When my heart fail'd - the spell was brok- en- The word unfinish'd ...
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... hour . I found her - oh , so beautiful ! Why , why have hapless Angels eyes ? Or why are there not flowers to cull , As fair as Woman , in yon skies ? Still did her brow , as usual , turn To her lov'd star , which seem'd to burn Purer ...
... hour . I found her - oh , so beautiful ! Why , why have hapless Angels eyes ? Or why are there not flowers to cull , As fair as Woman , in yon skies ? Still did her brow , as usual , turn To her lov'd star , which seem'd to burn Purer ...
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Página 88 - And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth : and the dragon stood before the woman which was ready to be delivered, for to devour her child as soon as it was born.
Página 269 - Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Página 63 - A boat at midnight sent alone " To drift upon the moonless sea, " A lute, whose leading chord is gone, " A wounded bird, that hath but one " Imperfect wing to soar upon, " Are like what I am, without thee...
Página 71 - Oh Love, Religion, Music* — all That's left of Eden upon earth— The only blessings, since the fall Of our weak souls, that still recall A trace of their high, glorious...
Página 9 - TwAs when the world was in its prime, * When the fresh stars had just begun Their race of glory, and young Time Told his first birth-days by the sun...
Página 277 - Like spring-showers, they'll only make The smiles that follow shine more brightly. May Time, who sheds his blight o'er all, And daily dooms some joy to death, O'er thee let years so gently fall, They shall not crush one flower beneath. As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances ! COMMON SENSE AND GENIUS.
Página 62 - Hope had not quit him — as if still Her precious pearl in sorrow's cup, Unmelted at the bottom lay, To shine again, when, all drunk up, The bitterness should pass away.
Página 29 - Held all my soul, enchain'd, enchanted, And left me not a thought, a dream, A word, but on that only theme ! The wish to know — that endless thirst, Which ev'n by quenching is awak'd...
Página 68 - Eternal One, With half such longing, deep desire. Love was to his impassion'd soul Not, as with others, a mere part Of its existence, but the whole — The very life-breath of his heart...