 | Thomas Moore - 1870 - 420 oldal
...whose sound through life we stray. The beams that; flash on the oar awhile, As we row along through waves so clear, Illume its spray, like the fleeting smile That shines oler Sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that Feeling gave ; — For him there's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1872 - 660 oldal
...sound through life we stray ; The beams that flash oil the oar a while, As we row along through the waves so clear, Illume its spray, like the fleeting...that feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave. Then sing to lighten the languid way ; When brows are glowing,... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1872 - 592 oldal
...awhile, As we row along through waves so clear, Illume ita spray, like the fleeting smile That shines on sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him who sees With...that feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave. Then sing, to lighten the languid way ; — When brows are... | |
 | 1872 - 552 oldal
...awhile. As we row along through waves so clear, Illume its spray, like the fleeting smile That shines on sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him who sees With...that feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave. Then sing, to lighten the languid way ; — When brows are... | |
 | William Motherwell - 1872 - 546 oldal
...whose sound through life we stray. The beams that flash on the oar awhile, As we row along through waves so clear, Illume its spray, like the fleeting smile That shines on sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him whe sees With an eye that feeling gave ; — For him there's... | |
 | William John Fitz-Patrick - 1873 - 414 oldal
...themes deeply congenial to the taste of Lanigan, he was no stranger. " Nothing," writes Moore— " Nothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that feeling gave ; For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in eyery wave." And speaking of a lonely ramble along the banks of the... | |
 | William John Fitzpatrick - 1873 - 370 oldal
...themes deeply congenial to the taste of Lanigan, he was no stranger. " Nothing," writes Moore — " Nothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that feeling gave ; For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in eyery wave," And speaking of a lonely ramble along the banks of the... | |
 | Poets - 1877 - 300 oldal
...human passion rise and fall for thee ! A Melologui. John Wall Callcott, Musical Composer, 1766. Kothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave. Boat Ciie. James Clarke Hook, RA, Marine Painter, 1819.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1878 - 516 oldal
...BOAT-CJLEE.* THE song, that lightens the languid way, When brows are glowing, And faint with rowing, Is like the spell of Hope's airy lay, To whose sound...eye that Feeling gave ; For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave. Then sing, to lighten the languid way ; When brows are glowing,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1878 - 478 oldal
...flash on the oar awhile, As we row along thro' waves so clear, Illume its spray, like the tleetiug smile That shines o'er Sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost...eye that Feeling gave ; For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture; in every wave. Then sing, to lighten the languid way ; When brows are... | |
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THE song that lightens our languid way When brows are glowing, And faint with rowing, Is like the spell of Hope's airy lay, To whose sound through life we stray. The beams that flash on the oar awhile... 
