 | Thomas Moore - Ballads, Irish - 1821 - 294 pages
...for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pages
...high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more! No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells:— Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, FLY... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Irish poetry (in English) - 1822 - 198 pages
...; And hearts, that once beat high for praise, No more to chieC* and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells . — Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks,... | |
 | John Badcock - English language - 1823 - 222 pages
...Tarawa, council,, or parliament. Tom Moore sings — No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone that breaks at night Its tale of ruin tells. Tools — house-breaking implements, or otherwise. * Too much — of one thiag is good for nothing,'... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pages
...for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 pages
...high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Scotland - 1825 - 868 pages
...Tara, a council, or parliament. Tom Moore sings, No more to chiefs and ladles bright, The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone that breaks at night. Its tale of ruin tells. This derivation of the halls of Tara will, no doubt, amaze its little minstrel somewhat ; but, indeed,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Irish literature - 1825 - 310 pages
...high for praise. Now feel that pulse no more. No more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that breaks at night.. Its tale of ruin tells. Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, • .u'luiii some heart indignant breaks.... | |
 | Ant The - 1827 - 366 pages
...praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! THE ANT. II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord alone that breaks at night, Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes ; The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To... | |
 | Phrenology - 1827 - 674 pages
...for praise, " Now feel that pulse no more. " No more to chiefs and ladies bright " The harp of Tara swells, •• The chord alone that breaks at night, "Its tale of ruin tells. " Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, " The only throb she gives, " Is when some heart indignant breaks,... | |
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... once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more. No... 
