 That even in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. Dear Harp of my Country! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine; Go, sleep, with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touched by some hand less unworthy...  The British Quarterly Review - Page 507edited by - 1852Full view - About this book
 | 1839 - 870 pages
...If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Hath throbb'd at thy lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; 1 was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild glory I waked was thine own." The national melodies, and some of the other miscellaneous works of our... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 872 pages
...is the last we shall twine ; Go, — sleep, with the sun-shine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the... | |
 | 1819 - 838 pages
...is the last we shall twine; Go, — sleep, with the sun-shine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...is the last we shall twine ; Go, — sleep, with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, cr lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 pages
...is the last we shall twine ; Go , — sie KP , with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, TM touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, saldier , or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay ,]*tis thy glory alone; J was but as the wind, passing... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pages
...unworthy thau mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have thfobb'd at our lay, 'tis Ay glory alone; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own! MY GENTLE HARP. Am—The Coina or Dirge. MY gentle Harp! once more I waken The sweetness... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 pages
...is the last we shall twine ; Go, — sleep, with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patri/.t, soldier, or lovet , Have throbb'd at our l»v,.'tis thy glory alone; I wa» but as the wind,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pages
...song is the last we shall twine ; Go, sleep, with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse...passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own. NUMBER VII. ADVERTISEMENT. IF I had consulted only my own judgment, this Work would... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 pages
...song is the last we shall twine ; Go, sleep, with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine. If the pulse...throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was lint as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own. NUMBER VII.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 pages
...shall twine, Go — sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand les« unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Havethrobb'datour lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the T?ind, passing heedlessly over, And... | |
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