 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
 | 1875 - 324 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. SWISS AIR. G. But wake the trumpet's blast again, And rouse the ranks of warrior... | |
 | Charles Carroll Bombaugh - 1875 - 868 pages
...song Dear Harp of my Country, sings, — If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was but as the...passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own ; — an idea probably caught from HORACE'S Ode to Melpomene: — Totum muneris hoc... | |
 | 1878 - 608 pages
...thy chords to light, freedom, and song "If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Has throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the...passing heedlessly over. And all the wild sweetness I waked w» thy own." In short, in the Melodies Moore did for Ireland what Burns did for Scotland and... | |
 | James Burke - 1879 - 276 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 1 wak'd was thy own. WHERE IS THE SLAVE? Where is the slave so lowly, Condemned to chains unholy, Who,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1880 - 642 pages
...light note of gladness Have wakened thy fondest, thy liveliest thrill ; But so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness That even in thy mirth it...the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbbed at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all... | |
 | Charles Anderton Read - 1880 - 390 pages
...eong 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...Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was hut as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own. WILLIAM CONYNGHAM... | |
 | Alfred Mason Williams - 1881 - 470 pages
...light note of gladness Have wakened thy fondest, thy loveliest thrill ; But so oft hast thou echoed the deep sigh of sadness, That even in thy mirth it...If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Have throbbed at our lay, 't is thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1881 - 544 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...'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedJessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own m : NOTE S. LALLA llOOKH. p. -!-. Those... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1881 - 900 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...lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; It was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over. And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own.... | |
 | Alfred Mason Williams - 1881 - 472 pages
...unworthy than mine. If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover Have throbbed at our lay, 't is thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I waked was thine own. CHARLES WOLFE. THE contribution of Charles Wolfe to literature was very small... | |
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