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Fortha's Lyrics and Other Poems with a Descriptive Account of South ...
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Page 70 - 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.
Page 47 - A party sued for the reward promised by advertisement to any person who would give such information as would lead to the conviction of those concerned in a burglary in his...
Page 62 - SILENT GLEN. This silent glen, this silent glen, Oh how I love its solitude! Far from those busy haunts of men, Far from the heartless multitude...
Page 58 - ... Herbs and flowers, the beauteous birth Of the genial womb of earth» Suffer but a transient death From the winter's cruel breath. Zephyr speaks ; serener skies Warm the glebe, and they arise. We, alas ! earth's haughty kings, We, that promise mighty things, Losing soon life's happy prime, Droop, aud fade, in little time. Spring returns, but not our bloom, Still 'tis winter in the tomb.
Page 296 - I hope the day is not far distant when we shall have no other form of taxation in this state except certain excise and license taxes.
Page 36 - And the hills — the pleasant and smiling hills — Rose up in a mighty line ; And the singing birds, and the singing rills, And the bees in the dazzling daffodils, And the breath that the depth of the woodland fills, Made melody divine.
Page 76 - Oh ! all ye graceful sisters nine. Lend me your influence divine, That I may paint in colours true. The various beauties of the view That opens to my raptured sight, And fills my soul with pure delight. Unless your heavenly aid I win, How shall I know where to begin ? What features of the view to choose, That best may suit my humble muse ? For all the charms the scene along, Cannot be mentioned in my song.
Page 34 - ... in her Majesty's name and authority and in the Name and Authority of the Sheriff of...