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" Oh ! where's the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, * Who, could he burst His bonds at first, Would pine beneath them slowly ? What soul, whose wrongs degrade it, • Would wait till time decay'd it, When thus its wing At once may spring To... "
The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore - 311. oldal
szerző: Thomas Moore - 1857 - 420 oldal
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 46. kötet

1839
...upon tinder. " O where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he bunt His honds at first, Would pine beneath them slowly ? What soul whose wrongs degrade it, Would wait till time decay 'd it, When thus its wing At ones could spring To the throne of Him who mcde it ? Farewell, Erin...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldal
...very different accmint of that Goblin. WHERE IS THE SLAVE ? I. WHERE is the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...ERIN !— farewell all, Who live to weep our fall ! II. Less dear the laurel growing, Alive, untouch'd, and blowing, Than that, whose braid Is pluck'd...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821
...as ever! OH! WHERE'S THE SLAVE! AIR—Sios agta sins liom. OH! where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...Farewell, Erin! farewell all, Who live to weep our fall! Thati that, whose braid Is pluck'd to shade The brows with victory glowing! We tread the land that...

Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs: Containing Several Never ...

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 252 oldal
...THE SLAVE, SO LOWLY. AIR — " Sios agus srioi Horn.'" OH ! Where's the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...wrongs degrade it. Would wait till time decay'd it, 172 When thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of him who made it ? Farewell, Erin ! farewell...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 111 oldal
...goblin. OH! WHERE'S THE SLAVE! AIR — Sioi agui iiot Horn. OH! where'* the slave so lowly, Condemned to chains unholy, "Who, could he burst His bonds at...it, When thus its wing , At once may spring To the the throne of Him who made it? Farewell, Erin! farewell all, Who live to weep our fall ! Less dear...

The works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads ..., 4. kötet

Thomas Moore - 1823
...ever ! WHERE IS THE SLAVE ? AIK. — vi-ws agus sios liorn. L WHERE is the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...weep our fall ! Less dear the laurel growing, Alive, untouch'd, and blowing, Than that whose braid Is pluck'd to shade The brows with victory glowing !...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...ever ! WHERE IS THE SLAVE ? AIR. — Sios agus sios Horn. I. WHERE is the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...Farewell, ERIN !—farewell all Who live to weep our fall ! II. Less dear the laurel growing, Alive, untouch'd, and blowing, Than that whose braid Is pluck'd...

Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs

Thomas Moore - 1825 - 300 oldal
...! Oh ! where's the slave. .!ir— Kios agus sios Horn. Oh ! where's the slave, so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, * Who, could he burst His bonds...weep our fall ! Less dear the laurel growing, Alive, untouch'd and blowing, Than that, whose braid Is pluck'd to shade • The brows with victory glowing...

The Works of Thomas Moore, Esq, 3. kötet

Thomas Moore - 1825 - 6 oldal
...WHERE'S THE SLAVE, SO LOWLY. Am — " Sioi agus sioi lion." OH ! where's the slave, so lowly, Condemned to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...weep our fall ! Less dear the laurel growing, Alive, untouch'd, and blowing, Than that, whose braid Is pluck'd to shade The brows with victory glowing !...

The poetical works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1827
...MUT«]. O'Donnrl), ba* giralda rcrj diffi ••t account of lliat gol>lin. Who, could he burst liU bonds at first, Would pine beneath them slowly? What...thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of Dim who made it T Farewell, Erin! — farewell all Wlio live to weep our faJl ! dear the laurel growing,...




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