...poet, I cannot resist the temptation of inserting this beautiful song. " The harp, that once thro" Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as...hearts that once 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, which...

...bright, The harp of Tarra swells, . The chord, alone that breaks at night, . Its tale of ruin tells. " So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill...hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more!" Almost the first blood spilt in the late unibrtunate rebellion, was shed on this green...

...give Is the pride of thus dying for thee! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TORA'S HALLS. Ai B—Gramachree. THE harp that once through Tara's halls, The soul...hearts, that once 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...

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

...the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. Am. — Gramachree. I. THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of...hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone, that...

...the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS. AIR. — Gramachree. I. THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of...hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! II. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of TARA swells ; The chord alone,...

...The Harp of Tara. BY THOMAS MOORE. TUNB — " Gramachree."" The harp that once through Tara's hall's The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's...hearts that once 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...

...HARP. AIR. — " QranMchree." THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, JSTow hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were...hearts that once beat high for praise. Now feel that pulse no more. No more the chiefs and ladies bright, The harp of Tara swells ; The chord, alone, that...

...soul of music shed, " Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls " As if that soul were fled ; " So sleeps tie pride of former days, " So glory's thrill is o'er,...hearts that once beat high for praise " Now feel that pnlse no more." There was once a window-shutter in this house, of-a peculiarly curious description....

...Louisa, will you show Colonel Montague the rooms ? I shall be down immediately." " Oh, what a relief!" said Louisa ; " but it is too ridiculous for me to...that he might look once again at all the old family portraits,—he seemed almost to be apostrophizing his ancestors. "Quite sentimental, I protest," said...