The poetical works of Thomas Moore, ed. with a memoir by W.M. Rossetti1883 |
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... passing Deadman's Island 310 To the Boston Frigate , on leaving Halifax for England To Lady H , on an Old Ring found at Tunbridge 310 Wells 312 Το " Never mind how the pedagogue proses " Song . " Sweetest love ! I'll not forget thee ...
... passing Deadman's Island 310 To the Boston Frigate , on leaving Halifax for England To Lady H , on an Old Ring found at Tunbridge 310 Wells 312 Το " Never mind how the pedagogue proses " Song . " Sweetest love ! I'll not forget thee ...
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... passing into India through the delightful valley of Cashmere , rested for a short time at Delhi on his way . He was entertained by Aurungzebe in a style of magnificent hospitality , worthy alike of the visitor and the host , and was ...
... passing into India through the delightful valley of Cashmere , rested for a short time at Delhi on his way . He was entertained by Aurungzebe in a style of magnificent hospitality , worthy alike of the visitor and the host , and was ...
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... passed through it . The Princess , having taken leave of her kind father , who at parting hung a carnelian of Yemen round her neck , on which was inscribed a verse from the Koran , and having sent a considerable present to the Fakirs ...
... passed through it . The Princess , having taken leave of her kind father , who at parting hung a carnelian of Yemen round her neck , on which was inscribed a verse from the Koran , and having sent a considerable present to the Fakirs ...
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... passed all her life within the shadow of the Royal Gardens of Delhi , found enough in the beauty of the scenery through which they passed to interest her mind , and delight her imagination ; and when at evening , or in the heat of the ...
... passed all her life within the shadow of the Royal Gardens of Delhi , found enough in the beauty of the scenery through which they passed to interest her mind , and delight her imagination ; and when at evening , or in the heat of the ...
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... passed ! But war disturbed this vision , -far away From her fond eyes summoned to join the array Of Persia's warriors on the hills of Thrace , The youth exchanged his sylvan dwelling - place For the rude tent and war - field's deathful ...
... passed ! But war disturbed this vision , -far away From her fond eyes summoned to join the array Of Persia's warriors on the hills of Thrace , The youth exchanged his sylvan dwelling - place For the rude tent and war - field's deathful ...
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Page 76 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Page 374 - 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...
Page 55 - Nymph of a fair, but erring line ! " Gently he said "One hope is thine. Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this Eternal Gate The Gift that is most dear to Heaven ! Go, seek it, and redeem thy sin 'Tis sweet to let the Pardon'd in ! " Rapidly as comets run To th...
Page 137 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...
Page 353 - tis to gaze upon My Nora's lid that seldom rises; Few its looks, but every one, Like unexpected light, surprises! Oh, my Nora Creina, dear, My gentle, bashful Nora Creina, Beauty lies In many eyes, But love in yours, my Nora Creina. Lesbia wears a robe of gold, But all so close the nymph hath laced it, Not a charm of beauty's mould Presumes to stay where Nature placed it. Oh ! my Nora's gown for me, That floats as wild as mountain breezes, Leaving every beauty free To sink or swell as Heaven pleases.
Page 64 - twas a sight that Heaven that child A scene, which might have well beguil'd Ev'n haughty EBLIS of a sigh For glories lost and peace gone by ! 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.
Page 380 - When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into Heaven; Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are Thine. III. When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes; That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord ! are Thine.
Page 380 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we, see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine! When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord!
Page 335 - RICH and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore ; But oh ! her beauty was far beyond Her sparkling gems, or snow-white wand. " Lady ! dost thou not fear to stray " So lone and lovely through this bleak way ? " Are Erin's sons so good or so cold, " As not to be tempted by woman or gold...
Page 370 - Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him, the Sprite, Whom maids by night, Oft meet in glen that's haunted.