Irish Melodies: National Airs, Ballads, Songs, EtcCollins & Payn., 1828 - 210 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 23 találatból.
15. oldal
... shore , Where the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more , I will fly with my COULIN , and think the rough wind Less rude than the foes we leave frowning behind . III . And I'll gaze on thy gold hair , as graceful it wreathes , And ...
... shore , Where the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more , I will fly with my COULIN , and think the rough wind Less rude than the foes we leave frowning behind . III . And I'll gaze on thy gold hair , as graceful it wreathes , And ...
23. oldal
... shore . Then remember , wherever your goblet is crown'd , Through this world whether eastward or westward you roam , When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round , Oh ! remember the smile which adorns her at home . EVELEEN'S BOWER ...
... shore . Then remember , wherever your goblet is crown'd , Through this world whether eastward or westward you roam , When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round , Oh ! remember the smile which adorns her at home . EVELEEN'S BOWER ...
39. oldal
... shore , a youth whom she loved . II . But she loved him in vain , for he left her to weep , And in tears , all the night , her gold ringlets to steep , Till Heaven look'd , with pity , on true - love so warm , And changed to this soft ...
... shore , a youth whom she loved . II . But she loved him in vain , for he left her to weep , And in tears , all the night , her gold ringlets to steep , Till Heaven look'd , with pity , on true - love so warm , And changed to this soft ...
46. oldal
... made a feeble effort to imitate that exqui- site inscription of Shenstone's , " Heu ! quanto minus est cum reliquis versari quam tui meminisse ! " BY THAT LAKE , WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE . * AIR 46 IRISH MELODIES . saw thy form in youthful.
... made a feeble effort to imitate that exqui- site inscription of Shenstone's , " Heu ! quanto minus est cum reliquis versari quam tui meminisse ! " BY THAT LAKE , WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE . * AIR 46 IRISH MELODIES . saw thy form in youthful.
47. oldal
... SHORE . * AIR . - The Brown Irish Girl . I. By that Lake , whose gloomy shore Sky - lark never warbles o'er , t Where the cliff hangs high and steep , Young Saint KEVIN , stole to sleep . " Here at least , " he calmly said , " Woman ne ...
... SHORE . * AIR . - The Brown Irish Girl . I. By that Lake , whose gloomy shore Sky - lark never warbles o'er , t Where the cliff hangs high and steep , Young Saint KEVIN , stole to sleep . " Here at least , " he calmly said , " Woman ne ...
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AIR.-The bard battle of Clontarf beam beauty bless'd bliss bloom blushes bosom bowers breath bright BROKEN FLOWER brow chain charm children of Israel cloud cold dark dear death Derry dream earth ERIN ERIN's eyes fade fair Fanny farewell feel flowers friends gloomy glory gondolier harp hath heart Heaven hope hour Ireland IRISH MELODIES Irish Poetry isle LESBIA light Lillibullero lips look look'd Lord lost Love's lover lute maid moon morning mountains ne'er never night NORA CREINA Number o'er once pleasure pleasure's remember river Shannon roam rose Rose-tree round saint shade Shamrock shed shine sigh sing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul sparkled spirit Sprite star steal sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine THOMAS MOORE thou art thought thro treach turn'd Twas wake warm wave weep wild wings young youth
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12. oldal - 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.
167. oldal - And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, and sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer...
121. oldal - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
17. oldal - Twas that friends the beloved of my bosom were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, 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.
76. oldal - 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...
153. oldal - When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes, That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are thine.
170. oldal - Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, in GOD'S name saying — " Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.
156. oldal - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
160. oldal - Praise to the CONQUEROR, praise to the LORD, • His word was our arrow, his breath was our sword ! Who shall return to tell Egypt the story • Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride...
26. oldal - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me...