 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 strani
...Sweet music's melting fall ; but sweeter yet The still small voice of gratitude. GRAY. Melody. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ; Though...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 strani
...COME REST IN THIS BOSOM. T. Moore. rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! Tho' the herd have-iied from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to tho last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 strani
...Erin! farewell all Who live to weep our fall! COME, HE&T IN THIS BOSOM. AIR—Lough Sheeting. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! Though the...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last! Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same .... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 strani
...weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. I. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here;...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! II. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 strani
...farewell all Who live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. AIE. — Lough Sheeling. / L COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Though...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! II. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 strani
...COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. AIR. — Lough Sheeting. I. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer I Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still...Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, ^nd the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! Oh ! what was love nude for, if 'tis not the same... | |
 | William Frederick Deacon - 1823 - 494 strani
...their better acquaintance. ON FALLING IN LOVE. Come, rest in this bosom my own stricken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thee thy home is still here;...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thine own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same... | |
 | 1828 - 594 strani
...learning lies." — Pop€. FALLING IX LOVE. ' Come rest in this bosom my own stricken deer, ' Tho' the herd have fled from thee thy home is still here...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thine own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same... | |
 | 1834 - 638 strani
...tnee, thy home is still here. Here still is the smile lhat no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and thiough torment, through glory and shame ! I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart I hut know... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 strani
...farewell all, Who live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. AIR—" Lough Sheeling." COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Though...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last! Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
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Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. 
