 | 1839 - 870 páginas
...fall !" melodies of his country to verse, which, if not immortal, is very pleasing and very popular. " Dear Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee. The cold chain of silence had bung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thec, And gave all thy chords to... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 872 páginas
...soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out all its sweets to love's exquisite flame. DEAR Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee,...thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill; But so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. Dear Harp... | |
 | 1819 - 838 páginas
...like the wood that grows precious in burning, GaTe out all its sweets to love's exquisite flame. 2. DEAR Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee....thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill; But so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. • Dear... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 páginas
...found tliee, The cold cJiain of Silence had hang o'er tliee long, f-Vheu proudly , my own Island1 s Harp! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light...warm lay of love and the light note of gladness Have waken' d thy fandest, thy liveliest thrili; Bnt so oft hast thou echoed the detp sigh of sadness, That... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 páginas
...midst the wither'd waste of life, those tears would flow to me. THE FAREWELL TO MY HARP. T. Moore. DEAR Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee,...silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own (.sland Harp! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song! The warm lay of... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 páginas
...Every drop we sprinkle O'er the brow of Care Smooths away a wrinkle. DEAR HARP OF MY COUNTRY. 7''' DEAR Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee,...thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill ; But, so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That ev'n in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. * In that... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 páginas
...AIR—New Langolee. DEAR Harp of my Country! in darkness 1 found thee, The cold chain of silence 1 had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island...And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song! 1 In that rebellious but beautiful song " When Erin first rose" there is, if I recollect right, the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 páginas
...within us. Fil) the bumper fair! etc. THE FAREWELL TO MY HARP. AIR — ffew Langolee. DEAR Harp ol my Country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence' had hung o'er thee long, i In that rebellions Urnl beautiful song «Wheh Erin first rose» there is, if I recollect right, I... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 páginas
...Country I in darkness I found thee ; The cold chain of silence/had hung o'er thee long, * When proudly r my own Island Harp! I unbound thee, And gave all thy...thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill ; But, so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That even in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. * In that... | |
 | 1823 - 916 páginas
...etc. **+*) Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! etc. *****) Irish Melodies. Sixth Number: Dear Harp of my Country, in darkness I found thee,...own Island Harp, I unbound thee, And gave all thy cords to light , freedom and song ! The warm lay of love and the light note of gladness Have waken'd... | |
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DEAR Harp of my country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song... 
