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" THE harp that 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... "
Fraser's Magazine - Стр. 530
редактор(ы): - 1858
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Christina, the maid of the South seas; a poem

Mary Russell Mitford - 1811
...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 more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, which breaks at night,...
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Views of society and manners in the north of Ireland, in a series of ..., Том 1

John Gamble - 1819
...Its tale of ruin tells. " 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!" Almost the first blood spilt in the late unfortunate rebellion, was shed on this green hill. A body...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - Страниц: 259
...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 ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at...
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Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821
...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 more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord, alone, that breaks at night,...
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The works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads, etc, Том 4

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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 ! n. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at...
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The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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 ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at...
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Selections, from Several Literary Works: Comprising The Declaration of ...

Thomas O'Connor - 1824 - Страниц: 153
...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 more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells The chord alone that breathes at night,...
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The Works of Thomas Moore, Esq, Том 3

Thomas Moore - 1825 - Страниц: 6
...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 more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night.....
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The Ant, publ. during 1826 and 1827

Ant The - 1827
...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 ! THE ANT. II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone that...
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The Phrenological Journal and Miscellany, Том 4

1827
...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 more to chiefs and ladies bright " The harp of Tara swells, •• The chord alone that breaks...
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