 Ah, no ! the last pang in my bosom is heaving ! No light of the morn shall to Henry return ! Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true : Ye babes of my love that await me afar ! — His faltering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When he sunk in her...  The Pleasures of Hope: With Other Poems - Page 136by Thomas Campbell - 1822 - 144 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Ballads, English - 1790 - 176 pages
...fhall forbid me to mourn," " Ah! no, the laft pang in my bofom is heaving, " No light of the morn fhall to Henry return: " Thou charmer of life ever tender...babes of my love that await me afar." .. -' . ; His fault'ring tongue fearcely could murmur, adieu? When he funk ui her arms, the poor wounded Haifar,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Hope - 1804 - 182 pages
...wound shall forbid me to mourn I Ah, nc! the last pang in my bosom is heaving! No light of the morn shall to Henry return ! Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true 1 Ye babes of my love that await me afar!.... His faultering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1806 - 220 pages
...mourn! Ah, no! the last pang in my bosom is heaving! No light of the morn shall to Henry return ! 20 Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true ! Ye babes of my love that await me afar 1— His faultering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When he sunk in her arms — the poor wounded... | |
 | George Ashburner - 1807 - 238 pages
...shall forbid me to, mourn ;" " Ah ! no the last pang in my bosom is heaving,. No tight of the morn shall to Henry return ; Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true, Ye babes of my love, that ajwait me afar — " His falt'ring tongue scarcely murmur'd adieu, When he sunk in her arms, the poor... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pages
...wound, shall forbid me to mourn ! Ah, no ! the last pang in my bosom is heaving ! No light of the morn shall to Henry return ! Thou charmer of life, ever...— His faultering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, LINES, Written on the Grave of a Suicide* CAMPBKLI,. BY strangers left upon a lonely shore, Unknown,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1812 - 160 pages
...wound, shall forbid me to mourn ! Ah, no ! the last pang in my bosom is heaving ! No light of the morn shall to Henry return! Thou charmer of life, ever...! Ye babes of my love, that await me afar !— His faltering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When hesunk in her arms— the poorwoundedHussar! GILDEROY.... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 320 pages
...wound, shaH forbid me to mourn. Ah ! no, the last pang in my bosom is heaving; No light of the morn shall to Henry return: Thou charmer of life, ever...true, Ye babes of my love, that await me afar. — His fault'ring tongue scarcely could murmur, adieu ! SADI THE MOOR. THE trees seem to fade, as the dear... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...forbid me to mourn ' Ah, no! the last pang in my bosom is heaving! No light of the morn shall to Heury return! Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true!...he sunk. in her arms — the poor wounded Hussar! THE LEGACY. T. Moore. WHEN in death I shall calm recline, % O bear my heart to my mistress dear; Tell... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 176 pages
...wound, shall forbid me to mourn! Ah, no ! the last pang of my bosom is heaving ! No light of the morn shall to Henry return ! Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true ! Ye babes of my love, that avait me afar ! — His faultering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When he sunk in her arms — the... | |
 | American wit and humor - 1821 - 154 pages
...Thou churtner of lite, ever tender und true ! Ye babes of my love that await me «iar ! His faltering tongue scarce could murmur adieu, When he sunk in her arms, the poor Wounded ».. f,,-»-i THE AMERICAN STAR. of Glen. COME strike the bold anthem, the war-dogs are howling, Alread)... | |
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