 | Victor von Arentsschild - English poetry - 1851 - 588 pages
...wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh! who wonld not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And... | |
 | William Wilson (author of A house for Shakspere.) - 1851 - 240 pages
...Who, that has left the shore of Childhood's charmed land for ever, cannot sigh forth with Moore — "Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light." Who that loves to linger upon the remembrance of old songs and companions, but will keenly feel the... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - English poetry - 1852 - 438 pages
...wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories , serenely adorning The close...passion first waked a new life through his frame, And bis soul — like the wood that grows precious in burning — Gave out all its sweets to Love's exquisite... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 pages
...morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the black shore alone. 2. Ne'er tell me of glorjes serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. O, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first waked a new life through his frame,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Ballads, English - 1852 - 212 pages
...wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...— Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Mornin<r, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 234 pages
...wave, that we danced o'er at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...moment's returning. When passion first waked a new life thro' his frame, And his soul, — like the wood that grows precious in burning, — Gave out all its... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...wave, that we danced o'er at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...moment's returning. When passion first waked a new life thro' his frame, And his soul, — like the wood that grows precious in burning, — Gave out all its... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1853 - 790 pages
...wave, that we danced en at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give mo back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are wcrth Evening's beet light > "... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1855 - 810 pages
...from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adoring The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ;...freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening'a best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da... | |
 | English poetry - 1856 - 754 pages
...wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us. And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, ""Vn passion first waked a new life through his frame, Um Samtjbcfl^ fiijje Sieben. Unb gtiin unb blojj... | |
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Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. 
