 | Patrick John Kenedy - 1898 - 512 sidor
...find such beaming eyes awake As those that sparkle here. HOW DEAE TO ME THE HOUH. BY THOMAS MOOKE. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...days arise, And mem'ry breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1879 - 252 sidor
...cease, And our hearts, like thy -waters, be mingled in peace. — :o: — HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. 1 "The Meeting of the Waters " forms a part of that beantiiil... | |
 | Wilhelm Viëtor - 1904 - 352 sidor
...symbol of love in heaven , And its wavering image here. LONGFELLOW. 173. HOW DEAR TO ME THE HOUR. so How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. 10* And, as I watch the line of light that plays Along the... | |
 | Andrew Lang, John Churton Collins - 1907 - 588 sidor
...is geographically an English standpoint. Thus in the lines, otherwise descriptive of the coast here, How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea, there is a reference not to an eastern but a western view : — And, as I watch the line of light,... | |
 | Henry George Bohn, Anna Lydia Ward - 1911 - 784 sidor
...if nought ill Could happen in so sweet an hour. 1442 Moore : Loves of Angels. Second Angel's Shiry. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. 1443 Moore : How Dear to Me the Hour The sun is set; the swallows... | |
 | 1913 - 264 sidor
...of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. Longfellow : The Day is Done. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea. It was an evening bright and still As ever blush'd on wave or bower, Smiling from heaven, as if nought... | |
 | Thomas Moore, Daniel Maclise - 2000 - 290 sidor
...shall Erin's pride Tell how they liv'd and died. dear to me the honr when daylight dies, And snnheams melt along the silent sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory hreathes her vesper sigh to thee , And, as I watsh the line of light, that plays Along the smooth... | |
 | Christine Balint - 2004 - 360 sidor
...her body was too limp to move. Although Bridie did not sing loudly, Harriet could make out the words. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams...sea, For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. Harriet imagined a Bridie who was not Bridie the maid. The... | |
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How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the... 
