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T Is Believ'd That This Harp Which I Wake Now For Thee Was A Siren Of Old Who Sung Under The Sea.
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'T is believ'd that this harp which I wake now for thee
Was a siren of old who sung under the sea.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- The Origin of the Harp
Related:
My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea
But before I go, Tom Moore, Here 's a double health to thee!...
The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled.
So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'e...
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth and first gem of the sea.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Remember Thee...
To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay.
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- The Bard, I, 2, Line 14...
I left my harp in Sam Clam's disco.
As I went under the new telegraph-wire, I heard it vibrating like a harp high overhead.
It was as the sound of a far-off glorious life, a supernal life, which came down to us, and vibrated the lattice-work of this life of ours....
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- The Fire-Worshippe...
Not all who own a harp are harpers. -- Marcus Terentius Varro