The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes &cJ. Wurtele Lovell, 1881 - 670 pages |
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... Fancy mean By such a strange , illusive scene ? I fear she whispers to my breast , That you , my girl , have stolen my rest ; That though my fancy , for a while , Has hung on many a woman's smile , I soon dissolved the passing vow , And ...
... Fancy mean By such a strange , illusive scene ? I fear she whispers to my breast , That you , my girl , have stolen my rest ; That though my fancy , for a while , Has hung on many a woman's smile , I soon dissolved the passing vow , And ...
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... ancients have attained this modesty of descrip tion , which is , like the golden cloud that hur over Jupiter and Juno , impervious to every bear but that of fancy . Of rosy youths and virgins fair , Steals on the 38 ODES OF ANACREON .
... ancients have attained this modesty of descrip tion , which is , like the golden cloud that hur over Jupiter and Juno , impervious to every bear but that of fancy . Of rosy youths and virgins fair , Steals on the 38 ODES OF ANACREON .
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... fancy . Mr. Little gave much of his time to the study of the amatory writers . If ever he expected to find in the ancients that delicacy of sentiment and variety of fancy which are so necessary to refine and animate the poetry of love ...
... fancy . Mr. Little gave much of his time to the study of the amatory writers . If ever he expected to find in the ancients that delicacy of sentiment and variety of fancy which are so necessary to refine and animate the poetry of love ...
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... lation of one of his finest Carmina ; but I fancy it is only a schoolboy's essay , and de- serves to be praised for little more than the attempt . 2 Lucretius . ambition . He could not have aimed at a grace JUVENILE POEMS . 51.
... lation of one of his finest Carmina ; but I fancy it is only a schoolboy's essay , and de- serves to be praised for little more than the attempt . 2 Lucretius . ambition . He could not have aimed at a grace JUVENILE POEMS . 51.
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... Fancy's brilliant flowers ? And is it not more sweet than this , To feel thy parents ' hearts approving , And pay them back in sums of bliss The dear , the endless debt of loving ? It must be so to thee , my youth ; With this idea toil ...
... Fancy's brilliant flowers ? And is it not more sweet than this , To feel thy parents ' hearts approving , And pay them back in sums of bliss The dear , the endless debt of loving ? It must be so to thee , my youth ; With this idea toil ...
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Page 382 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Page 425 - Oft, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me. Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Page 190 - 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 423 - Those joyous hours are passed away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet evening bells ! Moore.
Page 195 - Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray.
Page 201 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Page 201 - 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 171 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Page 217 - 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 339 - Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace.