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" Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. "
Thalatta: a book for the sea-side [verse, compiled by S. Longfellow]. - Page 80
by Thalatta - 1853
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The wanderings of a goldfinch; or, Characteristic sketches in the nineteenth ...

Mary Anne McMullan - 1816 - 355 pages
...the animal and vegetable worlds. *' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning, The set of our sun, the calm eve of our night ; Give me back, give me...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light." Such was the tenor of my song, as I was perched on the acorn-covered branch of an oak, after having...
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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., Volumes 1-3

English literature - 1818
...our Hfc'searly promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd ou at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on...of our night : Give me back, give me back the wild freehness of morning, Her cloud* and her tears are worth evening'i best lighht. STORY OF ALBERT BANE....
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Annual Register, Volume 60

Edmund Burke - History - 1819
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, Gave out...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., Volume 60

Edmund Burke - History - 1819
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life thro' his frame, And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, GaTe out...
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Briefe an eine deutsche Edelfrau: über die neusten englischen Dichter

Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 741 pages
...den Regenbogen der Hoffuung seines Wellington's Namen seyn, • . Ke'er te4l me of glories , strenely adorning The close of our day , the calm eve of our night ; — Givs me back , give me back the wild freshnett of Morning, Her clouda and her tears are worth...
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British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve, on the blank shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of...
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Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs: Containing Several Never ...

Thomas Moore - Ballads, Irish - 1821 - 252 pages
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on...welcome that moment's returning, When passion first wak'da new life through his frame ; And his soul, like the wood, that grows precious in burning, Gave...
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Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ...

Renfrew county - 1821
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; Each wave that we danc'd on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on...glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the mild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tean...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - Ballads, English - 1821 - 259 pages
...life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known : Each wave, that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone ! III. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night...
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Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - Irish poetry (in English) - 1822 - 111 pages
...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebb« from ui, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore'alone. Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close...calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me bacic, the wild freskaess of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening'* best light. Oh !...
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