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...the bard is hushed — and " the harp," as Moore touchingly sings : — "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." Unfortunately, however, not even a wall has been left on which a bard's harp or antiquarian's conjecture...

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...фаКе unb fpielt fie паф ber SBeife ber alten Warben : The harp, that once through Tara's balls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that son) were fled. gegen bie Sanen jíoht er поф ju SYlbi- unb mnl)nt , ber áttefíen Sage feiner...

...eminence, all presenting the air of desolation and solitude. TARA. The harp that once through TAKA'S Halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. THE " HILL OP TARA," three or four miles from Navan, celebrated as not only the site of an Irish city,...

...haughty Emperor often threatened to drive the English leopard! TARA. The harp that once through TAHA'S Halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls. As if that soul were fled. THB " HILL OF TARA," three or four miles from Navan, celebrated as not only the site of an Irish city,...

...thought superior to all others. When, therefore, Moore mournfully sings — " 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 dead" — we must not understand him literally. Many harps still thrill all through Ireland ; and although...

...blind also, if I do not mistake. When, therefore, Moore mournfully sings, " The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tarn's walk, As if that soul were fled," his lamentation must not be literally understood. Many harps...

...for the maiden who sleeps in this THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. TaE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls An if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts...