 | 1812 - 540 oldal
...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,... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 320 oldal
...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 - 1820 - 280 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 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... | |
 | 1822 - 880 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 oldal
...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... | |
 | 1824 - 574 oldal
...occasional changes in the strict time of musical notes or bars. In the words, for instance, — ' 'Twas but to bless these hours of shade That beauty and the moon were made ;' 1824. 127 if they be sung according to the time allotted to them in the printed air, the emphasis... | |
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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. 
