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" And folly's all they've taught me. Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite, Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was... "
Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies - Page 106
by Thomas Moore - 1822 - 185 pages
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The New sporting magazine, Volume 21

1851
...NOGO, ESQ. ; OB, THE ADVENTURES OF AN UNSUCCESSFUL MAN. BY FOXGLOVE. CHAP. X. "No — vain, alas! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever : Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Ii now as weak as ever !" — T. MOORE. Cassia. — Not to-night, good lago. I have very poor and unhappy...
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The works of Thomas Moore, Volume 4

Thomas Moore - 1832 - 312 pages
...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. m. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...set it glowing ? No — vain, alas ! th' endeavour * This alludes to a kind of Irish Fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the fields, at dusk...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Including Melodies, Ballads, Etc

Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 pages
...once their ray Was tum'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going 7 And ia my proud heart growing Too cold or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing 7 No— vain, alas ! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ; — Poor Wisdom's chance Against...
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The Bivouac, Volume 2

William Hamilton Maxwell - English fiction - 1837 - 196 pages
...myself, you are now loveproof, Terence?" when woman could touch this once too tender heart. It is now Too cold or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing. But these boys laugh, and I may as well end my confessions, I suppose. I have suffered, it is true;...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: Including His Melodies, Ballads, Etc ...

Thomas Moore - 1838 - 412 pages
...Like him, loo. Beauty won me But while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away. Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing ? Гч о— vain, alas ! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ; — Poor Wisdom's chance Against...
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The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volume 25

John William Carleton - 1851 - 514 pages
...NOGO, ESQ. ; OH, THE ADVENTURES OF AN UNSUCCESSFUL MAN. BY FOXGLOVE. CHAP. X. "No — vain, alas! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever : Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever !" — T. MOORE. Caitio. — Not to-night, good lago. I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking....
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Volume 3

Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 pages
...Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, OI winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing ? No, vain, alas I th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ; Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - Ireland - 1849 - 208 pages
...Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, 0 ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever. OH, WHERE'S THE SLAVE. OH, where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1851 - 918 pages
...while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, О ! winds could not outrun me. And arc those follies going? And is my proud heart growing Too cold or wise No, vain, alas ! th' endeavor From bonds so sweet to sever; Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - Ballads, English - 1852 - 212 pages
...Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever. OH, WHERE'S THE SLAVE. OH, where 's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst...
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