Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).1821 |
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... d are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TORA'S HALLS . AIR - 10 IRISH MELODIES .
... d are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TORA'S HALLS . AIR - 10 IRISH MELODIES .
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... Freedom now so seldom wakes , The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks , To shew that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET . AIR - Planxty Kelly . FLY IRISH MELODIES . 11 The harp that once through Tara's halls.
... Freedom now so seldom wakes , The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks , To shew that still she lives ! FLY NOT YET . AIR - Planxty Kelly . FLY IRISH MELODIES . 11 The harp that once through Tara's halls.
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... give the preference to her dear Coulin ( or the youth with the flowing locks ) , to all strangers ( by which the English were meant ) , or those who wore their habits . Of this song the air alone has reached us , and is universally ...
... give the preference to her dear Coulin ( or the youth with the flowing locks ) , to all strangers ( by which the English were meant ) , or those who wore their habits . Of this song the air alone has reached us , and is universally ...
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... creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried , If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly IRISH MELODIES . 43 Come send round the wine and let points of belief.
... creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried , If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly IRISH MELODIES . 43 Come send round the wine and let points of belief.
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... Give the light of your look to each sorrowing spot , Nor , oh ! be the Shamrock of Erin forgot , While you add to your Garland the Olive of Spain ! If the fame of your fathers , bequeath'd with their rights , Give to country its charm ...
... Give the light of your look to each sorrowing spot , Nor , oh ! be the Shamrock of Erin forgot , While you add to your Garland the Olive of Spain ! If the fame of your fathers , bequeath'd with their rights , Give to country its charm ...
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AIR-The bard battle of Clontarf beam beauty bless'd bliss bosom bowers breath bright bumper fair calm CARPENTER STREET CASTANET chain charm cloud cold dark Dear love death dream earth Erin Erin's ev'n ev'ry eyes fade faithless fame farewell Fill the bumper flame fled flowers Folly friends Gaul gleam Glendalough glory glowing gone grave grief harp hath heart Heaven hope hour Ireland Irish isle Killarney lake leaves LESBIA light lips live look'd looks Love's lute maid maiden Minstrel moon morning ne'er never night Nora Creina o'er the sea once pleasure pleasure's Red Branch remember rose round shade shame Shamrock shed shine shore sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul sparkled spirit spring sprite star steal steed sweet sword tear tell thine thou art thought to-night turn'd Twas Ulster waked warm waves weep wild wind young youth
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Seite 11 - 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 pulse no more ! n.
Seite 153 - Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.
Seite 49 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Seite 48 - Thou wouldst still be ador'd, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Seite 85 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth.
Seite 158 - 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 ! The warm lay of love and the light note of gladness Have waken'd 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.
Seite 88 - Seem'd worthless in thine own, Mary ! If souls could always dwell above, Thou ne'er hadst left that sphere ; Or could we keep the souls we love. We ne'er had lost thee here, Mary ! Though many a gifted mind we meet, Though fairest forms we see, To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee, Mary !' BY THAT LAKE WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE.
Seite 147 - Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last.
Seite 14 - No ; — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns.
Seite 218 - ALL that's bright must fade, — The brightest still the fleetest ; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest Stars that shine and fall ; — The flower that drops in springing ; , These, alas ! are types of all To which our hearts are clinging. All that's bright must fade, — All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest...