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" Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear. "
The Southern literary messenger - 477. oldal
1848
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Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 185 oldal
...blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, « I wish he Let F«tc do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which he cannot destroy, Which come, in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here !" m. Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...long be my heart with such memories fill'd ! Like the vase, in which roses have once been dislill'd— You may break, you may ruin the vase, if you will,...

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

Thomas Moore - 1823
...tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, ' ' I wish he were here ! " m. Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories HUM ! Like the vase, in which roses have once been distill'd — You may break, you may ruin the vase,...

Poetical Sketches: The Profession, the Broken Heart, Etc. : with Stanzas for ...

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1824 - 189 oldal
...terrible as the fiery pestilence, or the breath of the unmerciful Simoom ! x. " REMEMBER THE PAST !" Let Fate do her worst, There are relics of joy. Bright dreams of the past Which she cannot destroy I MOORE. I. " REMEMBER the past !" — Oh ! since Fate has bereftme Of each star that once beamed on...

Poetical Sketches: The Profession, the Broken Heart, Etc. : with Stanzas for ...

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1824 - 189 oldal
...fiery pestilence, or the breath of the unmerciful Simoom! REMEMBER THE PASTT Let Fate do her wont, There are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past Which she cannot destroy! I. MOORE. "REMEMBER the past!"—Oh! since Fate has bereftme Of each star that once beamed on my pathway...

Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs

Thomas Moore - 1825 - 300 oldal
...blest, if it tells me that, mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd " I wish he were here!" Let fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy us'd to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories fill'd ! Like the vase, in which roses have...

The Pocket magazine of classic and polite literature ..., 2. kötet,2. rész

1825
...nmi J J. L, ntgrcsttd by hearntf tktlattcr t'i beauuful melody " FarctwJIIntt wkentver, Jfc.** " Let fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...past which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night time of sorrow and carr, And bring back the features which joy used to wear." — — Moore....

The Works of Thomas Moore, Esq, 3. kötet

Thomas Moore - 1825 - 6 oldal
...Too blest, if it tells me, that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd "I wish he were Let fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; And which come, in the night time of sorrow and care, To bring back the features that joy us'd to...

The Poetical Melange

1828
...if it tells me, that 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmured, ' I wish he were here !' Let fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories filled, Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled : You may break — you may ruin the...

Irish Melodies: National Airs, Ballads, Songs, Etc

Thomas Moore - 1828 - 210 oldal
...tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, i Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here !" III. Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright...past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come, in the night time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy us'dto wear. Long, long be my heart...




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