 | 1824 - 596 pages
...AMERICAN MONTHLY M U. V7 IN t. • THE PRATTLE OF AN OLD FRIEND TO THE YOUNG. " Give me 'baclc, gire ftie back the wild freshness of morning ! " Her clouds, and her tears are worth evening's hest light." FROM my chimney corner I address my thoughts to the young. .1 gaze upon the fire, and... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Folk songs, Irish - 1825 - 374 pages
...Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Irish literature - 1825 - 310 pages
...1^ach wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; Give me hack, give me back, the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pages
...wave, that we dauced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me b.ick, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1828 - 232 pages
...wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. IV. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 pages
...morning, ebbs from °*j And leaves us, al eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of ¡»lories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve...— Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Horning, lier clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... | |
 | John Malcolm - 1829 - 344 pages
...until we are as old as themselves :— •' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The decline of our day, the calm eve of our night. ; Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, — Its clouds and its tears are worth evening's last light." First Love ! thou visitant from Heaven... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 pages
...morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at ere, on the bleak shore alone! Ne'er tell me of gloríe«, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Gire me back, give me back the wild, freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Each wave that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...and her tears are worth evening's best light. Oh, that who would not welcome moment's returning, When passion first waked a new life through his frame... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...wave, that we danced on at morning, ebhs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's hest light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first waked a new life... | |
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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. 
