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" Mine through sunshine, storm, and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. "
Newton Forster; or, The merchant service, by the author of 'The king's own'. - Page 136
by Frederick Marryat - 1832
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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., Volumes 1-3

English literature - 1818 - 596 pages
...T.MooRE, Esq. Come o'er the sea, Maiden with me ; Mine thro' sunshine, storm, and snows ; Season's may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where'er it goes ! Let fate frown on, so we meet and part not, 'Tislife where Men art, 'tis death where thou art not, Then come o'er the sea, ffc....
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Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ...

Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pages
...be my last. LXX. COME O'ER THE SEA. AIlt^CuishHh ma chrcc. Come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, hro' sunshine, storm and snows ! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. I*t fate frown on, so we love and part not ; "Us life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - Ballads, Irish - 1821 - 294 pages
...death where thou art not ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden! withjne, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. II. Is not the Sea Made for the Free, Land for courts and chains alone ? Here we are slaves, But, on...
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Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pages
...and all heaven around us! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden! with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. HAS SORROW T#Y YOUNG DAYS SHADED " AIR—Sly Patrick. HAS sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er...
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Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - Irish poetry (in English) - 1822 - 198 pages
...lamp so cheering, As that light which Heaven sheds. COME O'ER THE SEA. fait. — Cnishllh ma cJtree.1 COME o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me ; ' Mine through sunshine, storm, and snow aj Seasons may roll, 1 The following are some of (he original words of this wild and singular...
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The works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads ..., Volume 4

Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 pages
...May-field, Ashbourne, March, i8i5. IRISH MELODIES. No. VI. COME O'ER THE SEA. AIR. — Cuishlih ma Chree. I. COME o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Mine through...roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goet). Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou...
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The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pages
...May.field, Ashbourne, March, i8i5. IRISH MELODIES. No. VI. COME O'ER THE SEA. AIR. — Cuishlih ma Chree. I. COME o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Mine through...storm, and snows ! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Eurns the same, where'er it goes. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not ; 'Tis life where thou...
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Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs

Thomas Moore - Folk songs, Irish - 1825 - 374 pages
...all heaven around us ! Then come o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Come wherever the wild wind blows ; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where'er it goes. Has sorrow thy young days shaded. Atr—Sty Patrick. Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er...
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The Works of Thomas Moore, Esq, Volume 3

Thomas Moore - Irish literature - 1825 - 310 pages
...cheering As that light which hcavea sheds ! COME OtER THE SEA. Am, — " Cuishlih ma chree.''* | • . COME o'er the sea, Maiden ! with me, Mine through sunshine, storm, and snow Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where e'er it goes. Let fate frown on, so we...
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The poetical works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pages
...own! No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all benven around us! — Then, come o'er the sea, Maiden! with me, Mine through sunshine, storm, and enow»! Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. HAS SORROW THY YOUNG...
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