The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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SONG OF HERCULES TO HIS DAUGHTER.
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VIII, IX. |
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SONG OF HERCULES TO HIS DAUGHTER.
“I've been, oh, sweet daughter,
“To fountain and sea,
“To seek in their water
“Some bright gem for thee.
“Where diamonds were sleeping,
“Their sparkle I sought,
“Where crystal was weeping,
“Its tears I have caught.
“To fountain and sea,
“To seek in their water
“Some bright gem for thee.
“Where diamonds were sleeping,
“Their sparkle I sought,
“Where crystal was weeping,
“Its tears I have caught.
“The sea-nymph I've courted
“In rich coral halls;
“With Naiads have sported
“By bright waterfalls.
“But sportive or tender,
“Still sought I around
“That gem, with whose splendour
“Thou yet shalt be crown'd.
“In rich coral halls;
“With Naiads have sported
“By bright waterfalls.
“But sportive or tender,
“Still sought I around
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“Thou yet shalt be crown'd.
“And see, while I'm speaking,
“Yon soft light afar;—
“The pearl I've been seeking
“There floats like a star!
“In the deep Indian Ocean
“I see the gem shine,
“And quick as light's motion
“Its wealth shall be thine.”
“Yon soft light afar;—
“The pearl I've been seeking
“There floats like a star!
“In the deep Indian Ocean
“I see the gem shine,
“And quick as light's motion
“Its wealth shall be thine.”
Then eastward, like lightning,
The hero-god flew,
His sunny looks bright'ning
The air he went through.
And sweet was the duty,
And hallow'd the hour,
Which saw thus young Beauty
Embellish'd by Power.
The hero-god flew,
His sunny looks bright'ning
The air he went through.
And sweet was the duty,
And hallow'd the hour,
Which saw thus young Beauty
Embellish'd by Power.
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