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...compensation for the light-heartedness and the passionate excitement which they take away. He says, — ' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, — Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light.' And indeed it is to be admitted that...

...compensation for the lightheartedness and the passionate excitement which they take away. He says, — Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,— Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light. And indeed it is to be admitted that in a...

...compensation for the light-heartedness and the passionate excitement which they take away. He says, — ' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, — Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light. ' And indeed it is to be admitted that...

...compensation for the light-heartedness and the passionate excitement which they take away. He says, — ' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...calm eve of our night: Give me back, give me back the \\ild freshness of morning, — Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light.' And indeed...

...that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. fe'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — ive me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are wcrth Evening's...

...Each 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...clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light. * ' "The Sun-burst " was the fanciful name given by the ancient Irish to the royal banner. Oh who would...

...Each 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...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning, When passion first waked a new life through his...