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" And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. "
Annual Register - Seite 607
herausgegeben von - 1819
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The Reliques of Father Prout

Francis Mahony - 1860 - 654 Seiten
...popular poems graced the dawn of metrical composition in England ? Alas ! " Every wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the cold beach alone." Dr. Maginn, in his younger days, deeply pondering on the fleeting nature of the...
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Poetical Works

Thomas Moore - 1861 - 778 Seiten
...when the sun o'er that beach was declining, The bark was still there, but the waters were gone. And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Sach wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore...
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The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with illustr. by K. Halswelle

Thomas Moore - 1863 - 580 Seiten
...when the sun o'er that beach was declining, — The bark was still there, but the waters were gone ! Ah ! such is the fate of our life's early promise,...spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of...
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Travelling notes in France, Italy and Switzerland of an invalid [J. Strang].

John Strang - 1863 - 352 Seiten
...must soon follow them thither. Moore, indeed, is right when he says, — "Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. " Soon after passing the boundaries of the Papal States the country gradually becomes less beautiful,...
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Selections in poetry, Band 51

Selections - 1863 - 192 Seiten
...the sun was declining ; The bark was still there , — hut the waters were gone . Ah such is the type of our life's early promise ! So, passing the spring-tide of joy we have known , livery wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us , And leaves us at-eve on-the-cold-beach...
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Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century

1863 - 150 Seiten
...when the sun o'er that beach was declining. The bark was still there, but the waters were gone. And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing the spring- tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves...
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The British Poets, Band 4

1865 - 408 Seiten
...when the sun o'er that beach was declining, The bark was still there, but the waters were gone. And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing...Each wave that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from ua, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adoring The...
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Chambers's readings in English poetry

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 Seiten
...when the sun o'er that beach was declining, The bark was still there, but the waters were gone. And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing...spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me...
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Double acrostic enigmas, with poetical descriptions selected principally ...

Kate Gordon (of Fyvie.) - 1866 - 258 Seiten
...came, when the sun o'er that beach was declining, The bark was still there, but the waters were gone ! Ah ! such is the fate of our life's early promise,...spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone." " But there are...
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The Book of Gems: The eighteenth and nineteenth century. Wordsworth to Tennyson

Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 Seiten
...was declining, — The bark was still there, bnt the waters were gone ! All ! snch is the fate of onr life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from ns, And leaves ns, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me...
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