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" How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the... "
Letters from Ireland, MDCCCXXXVII. By Charlotte Elizabeth - الصفحة 14
بواسطة Charlotte Elizabeth Tonna - 1838
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, المجلد 3

Thomas Moore - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...mingled in peace. I HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long...

The Sporting magazine; or Monthly calendar of the transactions of the turf ...

1842 - عدد الصفحات: 858
...glittering illusion of some Lac des Fées. " How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And mem'ry breathes her vesper sigh to me." On the following morning, as we were quietly sipping our tea...

Letters from Ireland, MDCCCXXXVII

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...language adapted to one of the Irish melodies. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea : For then sweet dreams...pursuing a swift and steady course towards the land 1 The silver speck enlarged, it lengthened, it approached us, assuming every moment a deeper glow:...

English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 92
...was but a meteor beamed. SUN-SET. BYRON. How dear to me the hour when day-light dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I long...

The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ...

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...and Erin's pride. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams is And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long...

Letters from Ireland, MDCCCXXXVII.

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...language adapted to one of the Irish melodies. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea : For then sweet dreams...of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh1 to thee. Can you not imagine with what a rush of gratified feeling they recurred to me now that...

The Works of Charlotte Elizabeth: Personal recollections. Osric, (a poem ...

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 778
...•unbeamn melt along the silent Rea: For then tweet dream* of other dayi ariie, And memory brenthes her vesper sigh to thee. Can you not imagine with...recurred to me now that I was pursuing a swift and steady coarse towards the land ? The silver speck enlarged, it lengthened, it approached us, assuming every...

Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...blessings they enjoy to guard. SMOLLETT. Melody. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ! For then sweet dreams...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I long to...

Albion and Erin in Poems of Th. Moore, Lord Byron, R. Burns, P.B. Shelley ...

Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...where'er it goes. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of...days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to (bee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west,...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 918
...How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea; For then s>\veet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, [ long...




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