 How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sun-beams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee.  Tales of a tourist - Seite 189von Alicia Lefanu - 1823Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | George Washington Doane (bp. of New Jersey.) - 1860 - 766 Seiten
...passion are sunk to rest, and the whole wide ocean heaves but one high, uninterrupted swell: " How sweet to me the hour when daylight dies And sunbeams melt...And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee ; And SB 1 watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long to tread... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1860 - 782 Seiten
...muí Avoca. > " The Mectina of the Waten" furmi a put of that ЪеаиШЫ HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thoe. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning vresi... | |
 | George Washington Doane - 1860 - 746 Seiten
...passion are sunk to rest, and the whole wide ocean heaves but one high, uninterrupted swell : " How sweet to me the hour when daylight dies And sunbeams melt...days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thet; And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I... | |
 | John Mackay Wilson - 1863 - 594 Seiten
...and head resting on the rail, and muttering to himself. I approached him just in time to hear — " For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her reaper sigh to thee." "Ah, Tom, sentimentalising? I have some hopes of you now. Who is the object of... | |
 | H. W. - 1866 - 114 Seiten
...dry. . " The earth has nothing like a she epistle, And hardly heaven, because it never ends." 3. " How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee." 4. A pantomime. 5. " Our country's welfare is our first concern, And who promotes that best — best... | |
 | Emma Newby - 1866 - 332 Seiten
...matters connected with it ; but journeys are not tranquil things — quite the contrary. CHAPTER X. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent uoa. MOORE. WHEN the journey was over, however, and they had settled themselves in quiet lodgings at... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - 458 Seiten
...toil, And hearts resolved, and hands prepared, The blessings they enjoy to guard. SMOLLETT. Melody. )OW dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And as I wateh the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I long to tread that... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 Seiten
...and still As ever blush'd on wave or bower, Smiling from heaven, as if nought ill iG — tvntinued. ^ How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...arise. And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. Thos. Moore. The sun is set ; the swallows are asleep ; The bats are flitting fast in the grey air... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1867 - 474 Seiten
...gaze on the lovely new moon. HOW DEAE TO ME THE HOUE. T. MOOBB.] [Air—'- The twisting of the rope." How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And mem'ry breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And as I watch the line of light that-plays Along the smooth... | |
 | Francis William Newman - 1868 - 226 Seiten
...flatus rrigidulosque dies. Vah venti ! properans (exsurgite !) se rotat, £c. SUNSET ON THE SEA. Hcnv dear to me the hour, when daylight dies, And sunbeams...vesper sigh to thee. And as I watch the line of light, which plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long to tread that golden path of rays,... | |
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