 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 páginas
...resolved, and hands prepared, The blessings they enjoy to guard. SMÓLLETT. Melody. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along...the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I long to tread that golden path of rays, And think 'twould lead to some bright... | |
 | 1844 - 634 páginas
...and others akin to these ? Let us take Mr. Moore's lines as an example of what we mean : " And when I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave to the burning West, I long to tread that sunny path of rays, And think 'iwill lead to some bright... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 páginas
...quiet God hath giv'n Without the golden gates of heaVn, DEAR IS THE HOUR. T. Moote. HOW dear to me the hour when day-light dies And sun-beams melt along...the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave towards the burning west, I long to tread that golden path of rays, And think 'twould lead to some... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 páginas
...indignantly. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR WHEN DAYLIGHT DIES. AIR—The Twisting of the Rope. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along...sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And mem'ry breathes her vesper sigh to thee! And as I watch the hue of light that plays Along the smooth... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 páginas
...should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace ! SECOND NUMBER. How dear to me the hour when day-light dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea. ST. SENANUS AND THE LADY. ST. SENANUS *. " OH ! haste and leave this sacred isle, " Unholy bark, ere... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 páginas
...DIES Air. — The twisting of the RopeHow dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams dance along the silent sea ; For then sweet dreams of other...arise. And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. island for the express purpose of introducing hcr to him. The following was the ungracious answer Senanus,... | |
 | Alicia Lefanu - 1823 - 562 páginas
...richest, mellowest ray ; it was the very place and time for an enthusiast to exclaim — " How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along...the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave, toward the burning west, 1 long to tread that golden path of rays, A nd think 'twould lead to some... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 páginas
...metamorphose indignantly. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. AIR. — The Twisting of the Rope. *~~~ V I. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sun-beams melt along...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. II. And, as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I long... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 páginas
...Antiquarians, deny this metamorphose indiguantly. Aw. — The Twisting of the Rope. I. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sun-beams melt along...arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. - II. And, as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the burning west, I... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 páginas
...unseen light, Guiding my way! HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. AIR—" The twisting of the Rope." How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along...sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And mem'ry breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth... | |
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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. 
