MOORE’S MELODIES.
“As a beam o’er the face of the waters may glow
While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below,
So the cheek may be tinged with a warm sunny smile,
Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.”
James Mervyn. On Shirley’s Plays.
“They might, like waters in the sunshine set,
Retain his image, not impart his heat.”
MOORE’S MELODIES.
“The moon looks