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AIR-Haydn AIR-Stevenson bard battle of Clontarf beam beauty beneath bless bliss bloom bosom bower brave breath bright brow chain charm cherubs cloud cold dear death dream Egypt Egypt's dark sea elevated pitch Erin Erin's eyes faded fair fame feel flame flowers gems Glendalough gloomy glory glory's harp hast hath heart heaven hope hour Ireland Irish isle Jehovah has triumph'd-His Kilkenny LESBIA life's happy light look'd looks Lord loud timbrel o'er love thee Love's maid MINSTREL BOY MIRIAM'S SONG morning mourn ne'er never night Nora Creina once pass'd pleasure purest Red Branch remember roam rose round Saint Shamrock shed shine shining book silent to Thee sleep smile song sorrow soul Sound the loud spirit star steal sunk sweet sword tears Temple of Jerusalem There's thine thou throne timbrel o'er Egypt's Tophet trembling to Thee turn'd Twas tyrant waked warm wave wild wind wing young
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Page 216 - When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Page 224 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Page 234 - Praise to the Conqueror, praise to the Lord, His word was our arrow, His breath was our sword! Who shall return to tell Egypt the story Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? For the Lord hath looked out from His pillar of glory, And all her brave thousands are dashed in the tide. Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah has triumphed ! His people are free ! Thomas Moore.
Page 226 - WHO DRY'ST THE MOURNER'S TEAR. (AiR. — HAYDN.) •' He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." — Psalm cxlvii. 3. OH Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear. How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. 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.
Page 237 - ... and it came between the camp of the Egyptians and the camp of Israel; and it was a cloud and darkness to them, but it gave light by night to these: so that the one came not near the other all the night.
Page 104 - 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.
Page 233 - 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 243 - And He will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering cast over all people, and the veil that is spread over all nations. He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of His people shall He take away from off all the earth: for the Lord hath spoken it.
Page 59 - BELIEVE 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 60 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.