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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. "
The inn-keeper's album - 第 116 頁
William Frederick Deacon 著 - 1823 - 429 頁
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The works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads, etc, 第 4 卷

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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;...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...
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The Pilgrims of the Thames: In Search of the National

Pierce Egan - 1838 - 375 頁
...matter."—- singing again to Makemoney :— Come rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here...smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and (he hand, all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same, Through joy, and...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, 第 3 卷

Thomas Moore - 1841
...before us. Farewell, Erin, — farewell, all, Who live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho'...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

1844 - 509 頁
...to weep our fall! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last Oh 1 what was love made for, if lis not the same Through...
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The Living Age, 第 235 卷

1902
...the liberty of resorting to a Bard of Erin: "Come, rest In this bosom, my own striken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee thy home Is still here:...still Is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a hand and a heart all thy own to the last." Major O'Gonnan who was a prominent member (in more ways...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1849 - 165 頁
...before us. Farewell, Erin, — farewell, all, Who live to weep our fall. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho'...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'...
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Albion and Erin in poems of Th. Moore, Lord Byron, R. Burns, P.B. Shelley ...

1851 - 559 頁
...itjn umglüij'n, @t roitb tädjeln im 2icf>te, Ьоф nie wiebet blufj'n. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho'...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if Ч is not the same Thro'...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1851 - 420 頁
...COME, EEST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have flown 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. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through...
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Irish melodies

Thomas Moore - 1852 - 165 頁
...before us. Farewell, Erin, — farewell, all, Who live to weep our fall. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho'...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'...
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The works of the late Edgar Allan Poe, 第 2 卷

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1853
...other single sentiment ever embodied in words : Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 't is not the same Through...
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