Thomas Moore's Complete Poetical WorksT.Y. Crowell & Company, 1895 - 800 pages |
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... Rose - Tree 267 • 251 Shine out , Stars ! 268 Is It not Sweet to think , Here- The Young Muleteers of Grenada , 268 after 251 Tell Her , oh , tell Her War Against Babylon . 252 Nights of Music . 268 268 BALLADS , SONGS , ETC. Our First ...
... Rose - Tree 267 • 251 Shine out , Stars ! 268 Is It not Sweet to think , Here- The Young Muleteers of Grenada , 268 after 251 Tell Her , oh , tell Her War Against Babylon . 252 Nights of Music . 268 268 BALLADS , SONGS , ETC. Our First ...
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... Rose • 273 The Halcyon hangs o'er Ocean . 283 When midst the Gay I meet 273 The World was husht . 283 When Twilight Dews . 274 The Two Loves 283 Young Jessica . · 274 The Legend of Puck the Fairy • 284 How Happy , Once 274 Beauty and ...
... Rose • 273 The Halcyon hangs o'er Ocean . 283 When midst the Gay I meet 273 The World was husht . 283 When Twilight Dews . 274 The Two Loves 283 Young Jessica . · 274 The Legend of Puck the Fairy • 284 How Happy , Once 274 Beauty and ...
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... rose - lipped bacchant maid 8 Is culling clusters in their shade . Let sylvan gods , in antic shapes , Wildly press the gushing grapes , And flights of Loves , in wanton play , Wing through the air their winding way ; While Venus , from ...
... rose - lipped bacchant maid 8 Is culling clusters in their shade . Let sylvan gods , in antic shapes , Wildly press the gushing grapes , And flights of Loves , in wanton play , Wing through the air their winding way ; While Venus , from ...
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... rose was weeping , I found the urchin Cupid sleeping . * 1 Let Love be there , without his arms , etc. Thus Sannazaro in the eclogue of " Gallicio nell ' Arcadia : " - Vegnan li vaghi Amori Senza fiammelle , ò strali , Scherzando ...
... rose was weeping , I found the urchin Cupid sleeping . * 1 Let Love be there , without his arms , etc. Thus Sannazaro in the eclogue of " Gallicio nell ' Arcadia : " - Vegnan li vaghi Amori Senza fiammelle , ò strali , Scherzando ...
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... rose . Thus Propertius , eleg . 3. lib . ii . Utque rosa puro lacte natant folia . And Davenant , in a little poem called " The Mistress , " 66 Catch as it falls the Scythian snow , Bring blushing roses steept in milk . Thus too ...
... rose . Thus Propertius , eleg . 3. lib . ii . Utque rosa puro lacte natant folia . And Davenant , in a little poem called " The Mistress , " 66 Catch as it falls the Scythian snow , Bring blushing roses steept in milk . Thus too ...
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Achilles Tatius Anacreon ancient Bacchus bard beam beautiful beneath bless blest bliss bloom blushing bowers breath bright brow burning called Catullus charms Cicero Cupid dance dark dear death divine dream e'er earth Epicurus epigram eyes fair fancy feel fire flame flowers fond friends glory glow grace hath heart heaven hope hour Irish King kiss LALLA ROOKH light lips live look Lord Love's lover lute lyre maid morning ne'er never night nymph o'er once OVID Persian Pindar Plato Plutarch poem poet rose round Sappho shade shed shine shone sigh sing sleep smile song soul sparkling spirit star sung sweet tears tell thee there's thine things thought thro throne turn Twixt wave weep Whig wild wine wings young youth δὲ καὶ τὸ
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Page 241 - 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.
Page 178 - BELIEVE ME, IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS. BEI.IF.VE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Page 190 - Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Page 153 - Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Page 243 - 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. But Thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe.
Page 153 - Rapids are near and the day-light 's past ! -Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl! But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the day-light 's past ! Utawas...
Page 468 - And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone...
Page 244 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Page 464 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of CASHMERE, With its roses, the brightest that earth ever gave, * Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Page 197 - 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...