 Music ! oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly...  Irish Melodies - 70. oldalszerző: Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1811 - 610 oldal
...memory lives in music's breath. Music O '. how faint, how weak, Lrngiiage faints bef.Te the spell; Who should feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well, Friendships balmy wo- d» may feign Love's are ever more false than they, O ! 'tis only music's strain,... | |
 | Thomas Condie - 1813 - 262 oldal
...; So when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in MUSIC'S breath ! Mnsic! — Oh ! howfaint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well, Friendship balmy words may feign, Love's are e'en more false than they; Oh ! 'tis only Music's strain... | |
 | 1814 - 258 oldal
...sunk in death : So when pleasure's dream is gone, Us memory lives in musick's breath ! Musick ! — oh ! how faint, how weak ! Language fades before thy spell , Why should feeling ever tpeai, Thou canst breathe her soul so well. Friendship's balmy words may feign ; Love's are e'en more... | |
 | 1818 - 596 oldal
...when pleasure's dream is gone, Its mem'ry lives in Music's breath I Music ! oh how weak, how faint, Language fades before thy spell Why should feeling ever speak. When thou canst breathe her soul BO well! Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are e'en more false than they, Oh ! 'tis only Music's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 272 oldal
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 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 oldal
...flow'rs have sunk in death: So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath! Music! oh! how faint, how weak, Language fades before...than they; Oh! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly sooth, and not betray! IT IS NOT THE TEAR AT THIS ilOMEXT SHED 1 . AIR—The Sixpence. IT is not the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 oldal
...in death . So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory fives in Music's breath !f Music! oh! Low faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell !...words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; OIi ! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly sooth, and not betray ! IT IS ,\DT THE TEAR AT THIS MOMENT... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 oldal
...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! m. Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades...well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are even more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray ! IT IS... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 oldal
...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! HI. Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades...well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are even more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only Music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray ! IT IS... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 oldal
...flowers have sunk in death : So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in music's breath ! Music !— oh ! how faint, how weak Language fades...well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are e'en more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray ! It is... | |
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