...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 ! II. t No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks...

...lliat once beat high for praise Now feel that pulu no more ! No more to chiefs and ladies bright f The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks...only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant brinks. To show tliat still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. AIR— rianxty felly. FLY not yet, 'tis just the...

...mute on Tara's waJls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former day», So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that puJse no more ! No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that...

...mute on Tara's Walls, As if that soul was fled : So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise,...Chiefs and Ladies bright, The Harp of Tara swells, The chords alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. So Freedom now,, so seldom wakes ; The...

...systems, and that the attempt to improve is equally culpable as an act of delusion or of presumption. " So hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no rrore." How shall Mirh a frequent vet lamentable termination of the maternal career be avoided ) To...

...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...throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. AIR— Planxty Kelly. FLY not yet, 't is just the hour...

...exhibition, " the Esteddfodd," as it was called, where princes and poets entered the lists ; but now " No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells" Soon after our entrance into Wales, we passed an immense new alms-house, built on so large a scale,...

...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,...throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives. FLY NOT YET. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the...

...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....throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To shew that still she lives." " La harpe qui, naguere, a flots melodieux, Au palais de Tara répandit...

...; and the surrender of bin rights at Roxburgh completed the humiliating scene : " So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise. Now feel that charm no more." — MOORE. He spent the remainder of his days in obscurity, and the historians of his...