| Mary Anne McMullan - 1816 - 376 pages
...the animal and vegetable worlds. *' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning, The set of our sun, the calm eve of our night ; Give me back, give me...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light." Such was the tenor of my song, as I was perched on the acorn-covered branch of an oak, after having... | |
| English literature - 1818 - 596 pages
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd ou at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...of our night : Give me back, give me back the wild freehness of morning, Her cloud* and her tears are worth evening'i best lighht. STORY OF ALBERT BANE.... | |
| History - 1819 - 838 pages
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, GaTe out... | |
| Edmund Burke - History - 1819 - 872 pages
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out... | |
| British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the blank shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night; — dve me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning) Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's... | |
| Thomas Moore - Ballads, Irish - 1821 - 294 pages
...that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light IV. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his... | |
| Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pages
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone !...glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the mild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tean... | |
| Thomas Moore - Irish poetry (in English) - 1822 - 198 pages
...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebb« from ui, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore'alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me bacic, the wild freskaess of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening'* best light. Oh !... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pages
...that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. IV. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first waked a new life through... | |
| Thomas Moore - Folk songs, Irish - 1825 - 374 pages
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out... | |
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