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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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Letters from Ireland

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...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 :...

Thoughts of the months

M A. Meredith - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 194
...from the world, and leads us to exclaim, " 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 tow'rd the burning West, I long...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 212
...metamorphose indignantly. 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 tnee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west,...

Irish melodies

Thomas Moore - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 184
...his lonely isle. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunheams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory hreathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I wateh the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: With a Memoir, المجلد 2

Thomas Moore - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 810
...mingled in peace. 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...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 drawing-room sibyl (poetical extracts).

Drawing-room sibyl - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...call it neither day nor night. Henry VI. 03 How dear to thee 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. Moore. 64 You love to hail the mild, the balmy hour, When evening spreads around her twilight veil....

A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ...

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...grey. Byron's ChOds HanU EVIL-EXAMPLE. 157 How dear to me the hosr when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. Moore. It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard ; It is the hour when...

A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ...

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 612
...Harold. 156 157 How dear to me the hour when »daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, Far then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. Moore. It ir die boor when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard; h is the hour when...

Notes and Queries

1857 - عدد الصفحات: 692
...about." — Seckford, Letter II. [1780.] " 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 to the burning west, I long to...

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

English poetry - 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...'twas but a meteor beamed. BYRON. SUN-SET. 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...




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