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...vo-cal ev-ry ^ . y ou, For tho'yqur tongue no promise claim'd ,Yourch:itms would make me V I shcd, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were ?=*F 7--?- —9 r . spring, I heard amaid in Bed-lam\Mio mournful -ly did m fc ' fl [ ~ j ' . ... spi...

...borrow again the illustration we have already quoted, the strings of the Irish harp so long broken — " The harp that once through Tara's Halls The soul of music shed — " are again restored, and if not yet quite " in tune," give out under a master-hand the sounds...

...to assemble ; the voice of the bard is hushed — and " the harp," as Moore touchingly sings : — "The harp, that once through Tara's halls The soul...as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled." Unfortunately, however, not even a wall has been left on which a bard's harp or antiquarian's conjecture...

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...фаКе unb fpielt fie паф ber SBeife ber alten Warben : The harp, that once through Tara's balls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that son) were fled. gegen bie Sanen jíoht er поф ju SYlbi- unb mnl)nt , ber áttefíen Sage feiner...

...the eruptions of a volcano. Moore, on this celebrated mountain, and attempted to translate them. " The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...beat high for praise. Now feel that pulse no more. " No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells, The chord alone, that breaks at night,...

...that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee. THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone, that breaks at night,...

...was told, was generally thought superior to all others. When, therefore, Moore mournfully sings — " The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of...hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were dead" — we must not understand him literally. Many harps still thrill all through Ireland ; and although...

...eminence, all presenting the air of desolation and solitude. TARA. The harp that once through TAKA'S Halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. THE " HILL OP TARA," three or four miles from Navan, celebrated as not only the site of an Irish city,...