The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Volume 3Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1841 |
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... Letter VII . Page 128 .. 144 SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS . The Insurrection of the Papers . A Dream Parody of a celebrated Letter Anacreontic to a Plumassier 157 160 169 Extracts from the Diary of a Politician Epigram • King XX CONTENTS .
... Letter VII . Page 128 .. 144 SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS . The Insurrection of the Papers . A Dream Parody of a celebrated Letter Anacreontic to a Plumassier 157 160 169 Extracts from the Diary of a Politician Epigram • King XX CONTENTS .
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... Dream 283 The Prince's Day Weep on , weep on Lesbia hath a beaming Eye I saw thy Form in youthful Prime By that Lake , whose gloomy Shore She is far from the Land 285 · 288 • 290 292 • 294 297 Nay , tell me not , dear Avenging and ...
... Dream 283 The Prince's Day Weep on , weep on Lesbia hath a beaming Eye I saw thy Form in youthful Prime By that Lake , whose gloomy Shore She is far from the Land 285 · 288 • 290 292 • 294 297 Nay , tell me not , dear Avenging and ...
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... dreams ; Harrington Papers , and was written in 1566 , to the Earl of Leicester , complaining of the Archbishop Young , who had taken away his prebend in the church of York : " Master Bourne ' did never grieve me half so moche in ...
... dreams ; Harrington Papers , and was written in 1566 , to the Earl of Leicester , complaining of the Archbishop Young , who had taken away his prebend in the church of York : " Master Bourne ' did never grieve me half so moche in ...
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... dreams of future time , Those shadowy forms of sleek reversions rise , So dear to Scotchmen's second - sighted eyes . Yet who , that looks to History's damning leaf , Where Whig and Tory , thief opposed to thief , On either side in ...
... dreams of future time , Those shadowy forms of sleek reversions rise , So dear to Scotchmen's second - sighted eyes . Yet who , that looks to History's damning leaf , Where Whig and Tory , thief opposed to thief , On either side in ...
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... dream unsettles , And turns at once our alkalis to metals . Or , should we roam , in metaphysic maze , Through fair - built theories of former days , Some Dr - mm - d † from the north , more ably skill'd , Like other Goths , to ruin ...
... dream unsettles , And turns at once our alkalis to metals . Or , should we roam , in metaphysic maze , Through fair - built theories of former days , Some Dr - mm - d † from the north , more ably skill'd , Like other Goths , to ruin ...
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Page 242 - And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love. Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.
Page 241 - THE MEETING OF THE WATERS. THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Page 229 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH I breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade. Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head.
Page 299 - SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND She is far from the land where her youn-g hero sleeps, And lovers are round her, sighing: But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Page 239 - Are Erin's sons so good or so cold, As not to be tempted by woman or gold ? " " Sir Knight ! I feel not the least alarm, No son of Erin will offer me harm — For though they love women and golden store, Sir Knight ! they love honour and virtue more ! " On she went, and her maiden smile In safety lighted her round the Green Isle.
Page 327 - Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here ! " Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories...
Page 232 - Tis then their soft attractions glowing Set the tides and goblets flowing. Oh ! stay, — oh ! stay,— Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night that oh ! 'tis pain To break its links so soon.
Page 71 - The particular bulk, number, figure, and motion of the parts of fire or snow are really in them, — whether any one's senses perceive them or no: and therefore they may be called real qualities, because they really exist in those bodies.
Page 319 - Then awake ! the heavens look bright, my dear! Tis never too late for delight, my dear ! , And the best of all ways To lengthen our days, Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear! Now all the world is sleeping, love ! But the sage, his starwatch keeping, love : And I, whose star, More glorious far, Is the eye from that casement peeping, love...