 OH ! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pang as they seem to you now ; Nor expect that the heart-beaming smile of to-night Will return with to-morrow to brighten my brow. No : — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom...  The poetical works of Thomas Moore - Σελίδα 285των Thomas Moore - 1829 - 408 σελίδεςΠλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Anonymous - 1812 - 512 σελίδες
...admitted to relieve the sadness of the sentiment ; as in the eighth song of the first number : ' O think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...the rose of enjoyment adorns ! And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns ! But send round the... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 510 σελίδες
...admitted to relieve the sadness of the sentiment ; as in the eighth song of the first number : ' O think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...to-night Will return with to-morrow, to brighten my brow ; — VOL. VII. NO, XIV. CC No, No, life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 506 σελίδες
...is admitted to relieve the sadness of the sentiment ; as in the eighth song of the first number: ' O think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...to-night Will return with to-morrow, to brighten my brow ; — vii. NO. xiv. cc No, No, life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment... | |
 | 1813 - 558 σελίδες
...is admitted to relieve the sadness of the sentiment; as in the eighth song of the first number: ' O think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns! And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns! But send round the... | |
 | 1813 - 554 σελίδες
...is admitted to relieve the sadness of the sentiment; as in the eighth song of the first number: ' O think not my spirits are always as light, And as free from a pans, as they seem to you now; Nor expect that the heart-beaming smile of to night Will return with... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 σελίδες
...hallow the goblet that flows to their fame ! OH THINK NOT M\ SPIUITS ARE ALWAYS AS LIGHT. T. Moore. OH! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns! But send round the... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1823 - 402 σελίδες
...quote is from one of Moore's most popular songs. " Oh, think — not my spi — rits are al — ways as light And as free — from a pang — as they seem — to you now ; Nor expect — that the heart — cheering smile — of to-night Will return — with to-mor — row to bright — en my brow.... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 σελίδες
...beaming eyes awake As those that sparkle here ! OH ! THINK NOT MY SPIRITS ARE ALWAYS AS LIGHT. I. OH ! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart, that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns ! But send round the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 σελίδες
...Temple of Ammon. OH! THINK NOT MY SPIRITS ARE ALWAYS AS LIGHT. AIR—Jo/t1t O'Reilly the Active, On! think not my spirits are always as light, And as free...from a pang, as they seem to you now; Nor expect that th« heart-beaming smile of tonight Will return with to-morrow to brighten my brow:— No, life is... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 σελίδες
...LIGHT. Am— John O'Reilly the Active. On ! think not my spirits are always as light > And as free fronr a pang as they seem to you now; Nor expect that the heart-beaming sm9e of tonight Will return with to-morrow to brighten my brow : — No, life is a waste of wearisome... | |
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