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" THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed. Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. — So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that... "
Irish Melodies - 12. oldal
szerző: Thomas Moore - 1821 - 259 oldal
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The United States Democratic Review, 8. kötet;40. kötet

1857 - 598 oldal
...an uncle, with his large estate of Derrynane. The building is a sort of paluce, or ruther was, for "The harp that once through Tara's halls, The soul of music shed ; Now hnT•B9 as mute on Tare's walls, As if that sonl were fled." The surrounding gentry, to whom he was...

Cantus Hibernici, Lat. redditi à N.L. Torre, 47. oldal,2. kötet

Thomas Moore - 1858 - 136 oldal
...secundus, Qui potuit pro te sic voluitque mori. WMG XXI. THE HARP OF TARA. The harp that once thro' Taras halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. XX. THE HARP, THAT ONCE THRO' TARA*S HALLS. Taricis quondam lyra quee profudit Atriis animam Camense,...

A selection of Irish melodies, songs, and poems

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 174 oldal
...in heaven's sight One arch of peace ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH IARA'S HALLS. Air—" Gramachree." THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! No more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at...

Poetical works, with a life of the author (abridged from W. Howitt).

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 606 oldal
...that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee. THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells : The chord alone, that breaks at night,...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, 46. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1859 - 636 oldal
...be glad if he does his home no discredit, and can now and then send his sisters a ten-pound note: " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more !" But though these excitements be gone, there still remains to the middle-aged man the calm pleasure...

Irish melodies, songs, and poems

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 212 oldal
...heaven's sight One arch of peace ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH IAEA'S HALLS. Air — " Gramaehree." THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were nod. So sleeps the pride of former days, So -glory's thrill is o'er: And hearts that once beat high...

The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with life

Thomas Moore - 1866 - 580 oldal
...that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. THE harp that once through Tara's halls, The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walla As if that soul were fled. — So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er,...

Moore's Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 248 oldal
...Ta - ra's walls As if that soul veré fled: — So sleeps the pride of form - er days, So glo - ry's thrill is o'er ; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now i1^*^*^ i**^<»»fc. -TÍ — feel that pulse no more! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TAEA'S HALLS. ipiii...

One Hundred Songs of Ireland: Music and Words

1859 - 78 oldal
...that soul had fled, So sleeps the pride of for-mer days, So г* glo- ry's thrill is o'er, And hcnrU that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. 3 No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone that breaks at night...

The poetical works of Thomas Moore, 45. oldal

Thomas Moore - 1860 - 782 oldal
...that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee. THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no inore. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, that breaks at...




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