 ... 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 pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells : The chord alone, that...  A Voice from South Carolina - Pàgina 16per John A. Leland - 1879 - 231 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Moore - 1828 - 232 pàgines
...bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. AIR— Planxty Kelly. I. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 pàgines
...bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin fulls. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives! FLY NOT YET. AIB— Planxty Kelly, FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour When... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 pàgines
...bright f The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant brinks. To show tliat still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. AIR— rianxty felly. FLY not yet, 'tis just the... | |
 | 1831 - 272 pàgines
...bright, The Harp of Tara swells, The chords alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. So Freedom now,, so seldom wakes ; The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks,. To shew that still she lives. THE PILGRIM. Lord Byron* FAK over land and far over sea, A Pilgrim I am... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 pàgines
...bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET. AIR— Planxty Kelly. FLY not yet, 't is just the hour When... | |
 | 1832 - 448 pàgines
...bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To shew that still she b'ves. Moore's Irish Melodies. PRACTICAL ADVICE TO IRISHMEN. One complaint against... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 pàgines
...bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives. FLY NOT YET. FLY not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight... | |
 | Charles Victor P. Arlincourt (vicomte d'.) - 1844 - 320 pàgines
...bright The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To shew that still she lives." " La harpe qui, naguere, a flots melodieux, Au palais de Tara répandit... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its talc of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! EVELEEN'S BOWER. On ! weep for the hour. When to Eveleen's bower The lord... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pàgines
...more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives ! EVELEEN'S BOWER. OR ! weep for the hour, When to Eveleen's bower The lord... | |
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