The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Volume 2

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Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1840
 

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Halaman 324 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. "Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, 'The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Halaman 320 - I KNEW, by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, " If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was humble might hope for it here...
Halaman 215 - How like thy wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul, that scorns to rest Upon the world's ignoble breast, But takes the plume that God has given, And rises into light and heaven! But, when I see that wing, so bright, Grow languid with a moment's flight, Attempt the paths of air, in vain, And sink into the waves again; Alas!
Halaman 224 - And her fire-fly lamp I soon shall see, " And her paddle I soon shall hear ; " Long and loving our life shall be, " And I'll hide the maid in a cypress tree, " When the footstep of death is near.
Halaman 288 - Thus with some thousands of dollars the Republic could have decided on civil war or on peace! Thus the consciences of the pretended patriots of America have already their prices!
Halaman 324 - Row, brothers, row ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past Why should we yet our sail unfurl ? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl ; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past ! Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Halaman 215 - I when thy clime I seek, Let not my spirit's flight be weak : Let me not, like this feeble thing, With brine still dropping from its wing, Just sparkle in the solar glow And plunge again to depths below; But, when I leave the grosser throng With whom my soul hath dwelt so long, Let me, in that aspiring day, Cast every lingering stain away, And, panting for thy purer air, Fly up at once and fix me there.
Halaman 296 - To be under the necessity of going through a deep wood for one or two miles, perhaps, in order to see a next-door neighbour, and in the same city, is a curious and, I believe, a novel circumstance.
Halaman 321 - How blest could I live, and how calm could I die ! By the shade of yon sumach, whose red berry dips In the gush of the fountain, how sweet to recline, And to know that I sigh'd upon innocent lips, Which had never been sigh'd on by any but mine !
Halaman 225 - He saw the Lake, and a meteor bright Quick over its surface play'd— "Welcome," he said, "my dear one's light!

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