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And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the
burning west , I long to tread that golden path of rays , And think ' twould lead to
some bright isle of rest . MOORE . Flumen Natale . Rivule , qvo memini puerum
me ...
And as I watch the line of light that plays Along the smooth wave toward the
burning west , I long to tread that golden path of rays , And think ' twould lead to
some bright isle of rest . MOORE . Flumen Natale . Rivule , qvo memini puerum
me ...
22 ÆäÀÌÁö
... solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and
sportive hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture
made ; And on my trunk ' s surviving frame Carved many a long - forgotten name .
... solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and
sportive hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture
made ; And on my trunk ' s surviving frame Carved many a long - forgotten name .
56 ÆäÀÌÁö
I ' ve watched from yonder mountain ' s height The waxing and the waning light ,
The world far , far below ; I ' ve heard the thunder long and loud , I ' ve seen the
sunshine and the cloud , The tempest and the bow ; Caecae Lubrica Vitae .
I ' ve watched from yonder mountain ' s height The waxing and the waning light ,
The world far , far below ; I ' ve heard the thunder long and loud , I ' ve seen the
sunshine and the cloud , The tempest and the bow ; Caecae Lubrica Vitae .
64 ÆäÀÌÁö
But the night - dew that falls , though in silence it weeps , Shall brighten with
verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed , though in secret
it rolls , Shall long keep his memory green in our souls . MOORE . ¥ô¥ðό ¥ãά¥ñ ¥ó¥ï¥éς
¥ò¥ïίς ...
But the night - dew that falls , though in silence it weeps , Shall brighten with
verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed , though in secret
it rolls , Shall long keep his memory green in our souls . MOORE . ¥ô¥ðό ¥ãά¥ñ ¥ó¥ï¥éς
¥ò¥ïίς ...
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... Convocat altisono carmen ab ore chori ; Surgit , ut aeriae qvondam si flebilis
umbrae In desolatis vox oriatur agris , Dulce qvidem , media tamen in dulcedine
maestum , Ut chelys et liqvidi qvom coiere noti , And take a long unmeasured
tone ...
... Convocat altisono carmen ab ore chori ; Surgit , ut aeriae qvondam si flebilis
umbrae In desolatis vox oriatur agris , Dulce qvidem , media tamen in dulcedine
maestum , Ut chelys et liqvidi qvom coiere noti , And take a long unmeasured
tone ...
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