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" Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not... "
The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Including His Melodies, Ballads, Etc ... - 311. oldal
szerző: Thomas Moore - 1829 - 408 oldal
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 328 oldal
...sweet ; Sweet music's melting fall ; but sweeter yet The still small voice of gratitude. GRAY. Melody. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ; Though...thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments, through glory and shame ? I know not, I ask not,...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820
...COME REST IN THIS BOSOM. T. Moore. rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! Tho' the herd have-iied from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is...o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to tho last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro' joy and thro' torments, thro' glory...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821
...Farewell, Erin! farewell all Who live to weep our fall! COME, HE&T IN THIS BOSOM. AIR—Lough Sheeting. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! Though...thy own to the last! Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same . Through joy and through torments, through glory and shame! I know not, I ask not,...

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

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 252 oldal
...Erin! farewell all. Who live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Am — " Lough Sheeling." COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer,'....cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thv own to the last f Ob ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments,...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldal
...weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. I. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here;...And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! II. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro' joy and thro' torments, thro' glory and...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 111 oldal
...in this Bosom, my own stricken deer ! Thougn the herd have fled from thee, thy nome is still hero : Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast,...And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last; I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee. whatever thou art ! Thou...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...!— farewell all Who live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. AIE. — Lough Sheeling. / L COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Though...And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! II. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments, through glory...

The inn-keeper's album

William Frederick Deacon - 1823 - 429 oldal
...their better acquaintance. ON FALLING IN LOVE. Come, rest in this bosom my own stricken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thee thy home is still here;...cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thine own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'joy, and thro' darkness,...

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

Thomas Moore - 1823
...COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. AIR. — Lough Sheeting. I. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer I Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still...Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, ^nd the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! Oh ! what was love nude for, if 'tis not the same...

The Ladies' pocket magazine

...learning lies." — Pop€. FALLING IX LOVE. ' Come rest in this bosom my own stricken deer, ' Tho' the herd have fled from thee thy home is still here...cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thine own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same T hro' joy, and thro' darkness,...




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