“Paradise itself were dim
And joyless, if not shared with him!”
Part VI.
Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part V-VIII: The Fire-Worshippers
Oh Breathe Not His Name, st. 1.
Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)
“Love on through all ills, and love on till they die.”
Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part IX: The Light of the Harem
“The tribute most high to a head that is royal,
Is love from a heart that loves liberty too.”
The Prince's Day, st. 2
Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)
“Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid.”
Oh Breathe Not His Name, st. 1.
Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)
“When true hearts lie wither'd
And fond ones are flown,
Oh, who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?”
The Last Rose of Summer.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
By That Lake Whose Gloomy Shore, st. 2.
Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)