...cannot resist the temptation of inserting this beautiful song. " The harp, that once thro" Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...bright, The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, which breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes The only throb she...

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...assemblages of chiefs, called Tara, a council, or parliament. Tom Moore No more to diirft and laala bright. The harp of Tara swells. The chord alone that breaks at night, IU tale of ruiu lulls. This derivation of the halls of Tara will, no doubt, amaze its little minstrel...

...bright, The harp of Tarra swells, . The chord, alone that breaks at night, . Its tale of ruin tells. " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more!" Almost the first blood spilt in the late unibrtunate rebellion, was shed on this green hill. A body...

...passed away, and left not a trace behind. " No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tarra swells, The chord, alone that breaks at night, 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...

...dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. I. THE harp that once, through TARA'S halls, The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on TARA'S...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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...Gramachree. IHE harp that once through Tara's halls. The soul of music shed, , Now hangs as mute on Tara'? walls As if that soul were fled : — -, So sleeps...o'er ; 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,...

...HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. Am. — Gramachree. I. THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on TARA'S...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...

...HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. AIR. — Gramachree. I. THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on TARA'S...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...