 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 trang
...for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 trang
...high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more! No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells:— Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, FLY... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 trang
...; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, No more to chieC* and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells . — Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks,... | |
 | John Badcock - 1823 - 222 trang
...Tarawa, council,, or parliament. Tom Moore sings — No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone that breaks at night Its tale of ruin tells. Tools — house-breaking implements, or otherwise. * Too much — of one thiag is good for nothing,'... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 trang
...high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 trang
...for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 trang
...high for praise. Now feel that pulse no more. No more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night.. Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, • .u'luiii some heart indignant breaks.... | |
 | 1825 - 868 trang
...Tara, a council, or parliament. Tom Moore sings, No more to chiefs and ladles bright, The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone that breaks at night. Its tale of ruin tells. This derivation of the halls of Tara will, no doubt, amaze its little minstrel somewhat ; but, indeed,... | |
 | Ant The - 1827 - 366 trang
...praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! THE ANT. II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes ; The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Marianne Spencer Stanhope Hudson, Charles White - 1827 - 630 trang
...Tara's halls The soul of music shed. Now hang* as mute on Tara's wall., As it that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er ; And beans that once beat high for prai&e, Now feel that thrill no more." " Alas ! too true !" said Lionel... | |
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... once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more. No... 
