Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies). |
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When the praise thou meetest To thine ear is sweetest , Oh ! then remember me .
Other arms may press thee , Dearer friends caress thee , All the joys that bless
thee Sweeter far may be ; But when friends are nearest Go where glory waits
thee.
When the praise thou meetest To thine ear is sweetest , Oh ! then remember me .
Other arms may press thee , Dearer friends caress thee , All the joys that bless
thee Sweeter far may be ; But when friends are nearest Go where glory waits
thee.
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If it were not with friendship and love intertwined ; And I care not how soon I may
sink to repose , When these blessings shall cease to be dear to my mind ! But
they who have loved , the fondest , the purest , Too often have wept o ' er the
dream ...
If it were not with friendship and love intertwined ; And I care not how soon I may
sink to repose , When these blessings shall cease to be dear to my mind ! But
they who have loved , the fondest , the purest , Too often have wept o ' er the
dream ...
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Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still :' Twas that friends , the beloved
of my bosom , were near , Who made ev ' ry dear scene of enchantment more
dear ; And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When we see them ...
Oh ! no — it was something more exquisite still :' Twas that friends , the beloved
of my bosom , were near , Who made ev ' ry dear scene of enchantment more
dear ; And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When we see them ...
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When cold in the earth lies the friend thou • hast loved , Be his faults and his
follies forgot by thee then ; Or , if from their slumber the veil be removed , Weep o '
er them in silence and close it again . And , oh ! if ' tis pain to remember how far ...
When cold in the earth lies the friend thou • hast loved , Be his faults and his
follies forgot by thee then ; Or , if from their slumber the veil be removed , Weep o '
er them in silence and close it again . And , oh ! if ' tis pain to remember how far ...
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NATIONAL MELODIES . A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIPI . AIR - - Spanish . chan A “
Temple to Friendship , ” said Laura enchanted , “ I ' ll build in this garden , the
thought is divine ! ” Her Temple was built — and she now only wanted An image
of ...
NATIONAL MELODIES . A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIPI . AIR - - Spanish . chan A “
Temple to Friendship , ” said Laura enchanted , “ I ' ll build in this garden , the
thought is divine ! ” Her Temple was built — and she now only wanted An image
of ...
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Page 11 - THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on TARA'S walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n.
Page 153 - Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.
Page 49 - 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.
Page 48 - Thou wouldst still be ador'd, 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 85 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth.
Page 158 - 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 ! The warm lay of love and the light note of gladness Have waken'd thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill ; But, so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That ev'n in thy mirth it will steal from thee still.
Page 88 - Seem'd worthless in thine own, Mary ! If souls could always dwell above, Thou ne'er hadst left that sphere ; Or could we keep the souls we love. We ne'er had lost thee here, Mary ! Though many a gifted mind we meet, Though fairest forms we see, To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee, Mary !' BY THAT LAKE WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE.
Page 147 - Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last.
Page 14 - No ; — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns.
Page 218 - ALL that's bright must fade, — The brightest still the fleetest ; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest Stars that shine and fall ; — The flower that drops in springing ; , These, alas ! are types of all To which our hearts are clinging. All that's bright must fade, — All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest...