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Könyvek 108 / 1 - 10. könyv a(z) Tis then their soft attractions glowing Set the tides and goblets flowing. Oh! stay,... kifejezésre.
" Tis then their soft attractions glowing Set the tides and goblets flowing. Oh! stay, — Oh! stay, — Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night, that, oh ! 'tis pain To break its links so soon. "
The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Including His Melodies, Ballads, Etc ... - 291. oldal
szerző: Thomas Moore - 1829 - 408 oldal
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The British Review, and London Critical Journal, 4. kötet

1812
...feeling breathed in the following verses : * Vide Quarterly Review, No. 14. f Ditto, p. 337. " 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade, That beauty and the moon were made." And in the same song, t " Fly not yet the fount that played In times of old through Ammon's shade,...

The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from ...

Scottish songs - 1816
...up, vi* ill they hold sacred, in being more than a participatt* » ENGLISH SONGS. 139 FLY NOT YET. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon. Twas just to bless these hours of shade, That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then the soft attractions...

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

British melodies - 1820
...Shall awake not the sigh of remembrance again ; To bear is to conquer our fate. FI.Y NOT YET. T. Moore. 'FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon! 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then their soft attractions...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821
...wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, FLY NOT YET. AIR—Planxty Kelly. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon! 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made; Tis then their soft attractions...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldal
...throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To shew that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. I. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon ! 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then their soft...

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

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 252 oldal
...blessing that heaven can give, Is the pride of thus dying for thee. FLY NOT YET. AIR — " Planxty Kelly." FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flow'r, * These words allude to a story in an old Irish manuscript, which is to* long and too melancholy...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 111 oldal
...when some heart indignant breaks, To shew that slill she lives ! FLY NOT YET. Am — Plainly Kelly. FLY not yet, 'tis jus.t the hour, When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night And maids who love the moon ! 'Twas but to bless these hours, of shade That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then their soft...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 11. kötet

1822
...re -mem -her. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When Pleasure, like the midnight flow'r ^t=r;Nr-^ErFr, That scorns the eye of vul-gar light, Be-gins to bloom for sons of flight, And maids that love the moon. Oh, stay ! oh, stay ! Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! FLY NOT "YET. AIR. — Planxty Kelly. I. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon ! Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then their soft...

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

Thomas Moore - 1823
...gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! AIH. — Planxty Kelly. I. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like...bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon ! 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made ; 'Tis then their soft...




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