 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 strani
...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me. III. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever ! you look away (and he is ingenious in furnishing some induce' raent) he vanishes. 1 bad thought that... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 strani
...Like him, too, Beauty won me, But, while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away. O! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going?...or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing? 1 This alludes to a kind of Irish fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the fields, at dusk;—as... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 strani
...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. HI. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...to set it glowing? No— vain, alas ! th' endeavour * This alludes to a kind of Irish Fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the fields, at dusk... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 strani
...while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. III. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing ? No — vain, alas I th' endeavour . * This alludes to a kind of Irish Fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 strani
...Like him, too, beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...alas ! th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever j— Poor wisdom's chance Against a glance' Is now as weak as ever ! Oh ! where's the slave. .!ir—... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 strani
...too, Beauty won me, •But, while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was turn'd away, OU ! wiuds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ?,...And is my proud heart growing Too cold or wise For brilhant eyes Ag-ain to set it glowing ? $0 — vain, alas ! th' endeavour, .From bonds so.sweet to... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 strani
...him, too, Hcauly won me • But while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'd away. Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going...proud heart growing Too cold or wise For brilliant ryes Again to set it glowing? N<i — vain, ¡ila*! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever; —... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1828 - 232 strani
...while her eyes were on mo, If once their ray AVas turn'd away, O ! winds could not outrun me. III. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart...Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever ! * This alludes to a kind of Irish Fairy, which is to be met with, they say, in the fields, at dusk... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 strani
...Like him, too, Beauty won me But while her eyes were on me — If once their ray Was turn'daway, Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going?...brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing? No — vain, alas! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ;— Poor Wisdom's chance V/'irisi a glance I» now as weak... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 strani
...Like him, too, Beauty won me But while her eyes were on me— If once their ray Was turn'd away. Oh ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going?...heart growing Too cold or wise For brilliant eyes Afun to set it glowing! No — vain, alas! the endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ; — Poor Wisdom's... | |
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And folly's all they've taught me. Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the Sprite, Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted. Like him, too, Beauty won me, But while her eyes were on me, If once their ray Was... 
