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" 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... "
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szerző: Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldal
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The Lady's Miscellany, Or, Weekly Visitor, for the Use and ..., 14-15. kötet

1811
...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,...

The Juvenile Port-folio, and Literary Miscellany, 1. kötet

Thomas Condie - 1813
...; 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...

The Boston Spectator: Devoted to Politicks and Belles-lettres, 1. kötet

John Park - 1814
...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...

Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., 1-3. kötet

1818
...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...

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

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 252 oldal
...flowers have sunk in death :T So when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in music's Breath ! Music ! — oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades...betray !.?' IT IS NOT THE TEAR AT THIS MOMENT SHED. AIR — " The Sixpence." IT is not the tear at this moment shed,* When the cold turf has just been...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821
...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...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 111 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...

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

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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...

Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs

Thomas Moore - 1825 - 300 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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