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| Angel of charity, who, from above | Thomas Moore |
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| Arrayed in clouds of golden light (21) | Thomas Moore |
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| Aus der Ferne hoer' ich's klingen | Thomas Moore |
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| Awaked from sin's delusive sleep (25) | Thomas Moore |
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| Behold the sun how bright (11) | Thomas Moore |
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| But who shall see that glorious day (22) | Thomas Moore |
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| Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish (14) | Thomas Moore |
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| Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish (2) | Thomas Moore |
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| Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish (823) | Thomas Moore |
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| Faintly as tolls the evening chime (9) | Thomas Moore |
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| Fallen is thy throne, O Isr'l (2) | Thomas Moore |
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| Guard us, O thou who never sleepest | Thomas Moore |
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| Hark, the vesper hymn is stealing (35) | Thomas Moore |
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| I saw from the beach when the morning was shining (2) | Thomas Moore |
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| Is it not sweet to think, hereafter | Thomas Moore |
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| Kom, du bedroefvade | Thomas Moore |
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| Kom du troestloese Sj'l | Thomas Moore |
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| Komm, tief betruebte Seel' (2) | Thomas Moore |
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| Like morning, when her early breeze (21) | Thomas Moore |
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| O charity, who, from above | Thomas Moore |
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| O thou who diest the mourner's tear (166) | Thomas Moore |
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| O who shall see the glorious day (3) | Thomas Moore |
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| Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain (13) | Thomas Moore |
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| Out upon life's ocean, driven far from shore | Thomas Moore |
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| See how, beneath the moon beam's smile (4) | Thomas Moore |
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| Since first thy word [grace] awaked [awoke] my heart (6) | Thomas Moore |
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| Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark (25) | Thomas Moore |
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| Sweet evening bells | Thomas Moore |
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| The bird, let loose in [from] eastern skies (47) | Thomas Moore |
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| The dove let loose in eastern skies (24) | Thomas Moore |
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| The light, the dark, where'er I look | Thomas Moore |
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| The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | Thomas Moore |
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| The scene was more beautiful far to my [the] eye (8) | Thomas Moore |
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| The turf shall be my fragrant shrine (19) | Thomas Moore |
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| The world is all a fleeting show | Thomas Moore |
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| There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet (3) | Thomas Moore |
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| There's nothing bright above, below (35) | Thomas Moore |
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| This world is all a fleeting show (88) | Thomas Moore |
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| This world is but a fleeting show (5) | Thomas Moore |
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| Those evening bells, those evening bells (13) | Thomas Moore |
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| Thou art, O God, the life and light (140) | Thomas Moore |
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| Thou who driest the mourner's tear (2) | Thomas Moore |
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| 'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone (9) | Thomas Moore |
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| We are on our homeward journey | Thomas Moore |
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| Were not the sinful Mary's tears (13) | Thomas Moore |
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| When evening shades are falling (12) | Thomas Moore |
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| Who shall behold the glorious day (4) | Thomas Moore |
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