 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 102 頁William Frederick Deacon 著 - 1823 - 429 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Thomas Moore - 1854 - 184 頁
...all, Who live to weep our fall. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Couc, rest in this hosom, my own strieken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here: Here still la the smile that no eloud ean o'ereast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh I what... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1855 - 810 頁
...before us. Farewell, Erin, — farewell, all, Who live to weep our fall ! COME, KEST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is stiE here; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 頁
...she turn'd when he rose. Moore. Come rest in this bosom, my own strieken dper ! Tho' the herd hath fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that no eloud ean o'ereast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ? Moore. Though human, thou... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1856 - 348 頁
...the fanciful name given by the ancient Iriah to the royal banner. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. /nos1E, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' the...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 Thro'... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1858 - 364 頁
...goes, COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. OME, rest in this bosom, my own strieken deer. Though the herd have Hed from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that 110 eloud ean o'ereast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1859 - 606 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 ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
 | 1859 - 528 頁
...embodied in words : Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thce, 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 't is not the same Through... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1859 - 248 頁
...SHEKLING. Come, rest in this bo - som, my own strick - en rrr-rn ii ! * _ =l^==^^j^j^=g^jji * <fm- 9 ""=• deer ! Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here -tf- — • 1 — ^ — i — t __.__— _-j . still is the smile that 110 cloud can o'er - cast,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1860 - 782 頁
...BOSOM. COMB, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home i 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1861 - 778 頁
...to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Coste, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here stfll is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh... | |
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