The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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Fondly the maiden, every night,
Had stolen to seek that promised light;
Nor long her eyes had now been turn'd
From watching, when the signal burn'd.
Signal of joy—for her, for all—
Fleetly the boat now nears the land,
While voices, from the shore-edge, call
For tidings of the long-wish'd band.
Had stolen to seek that promised light;
Nor long her eyes had now been turn'd
From watching, when the signal burn'd.
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Fleetly the boat now nears the land,
While voices, from the shore-edge, call
For tidings of the long-wish'd band.
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