I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime, Lyric Variant 01
 


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Thomas Moore, 1779-1852, “I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime, Lyric Variant 01,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed May 17, 2022, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31587.


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Title

I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime, Lyric Variant 01

Description

One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in excellent physical condition. The document was laminated.

Subject

Poetry, Irish Memories -- Songs and music Death -- Songs and music Aging -- Songs and music

Creator

Thomas Moore, 1779-1852

Source

From Irish Melodies; 1820

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Date Created

5/16/2007

Contributor

I. G. Greer

Rights

The images and audio files contained in the "So Mote It Ever Be: The Folksong Heritage of North Carolina's Northern Blue Ridge Mountains" collection are available for free personal, non-commercial, and educational use, provided that proper citation is used (e.g. I. G. Greer/W. Amos Abrams Manuscript Files Series, Folksong Files Subseries. W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection. Special Collections. Appalachian State University, Boone, NC). Any commercial use of the materials without the written permission of Appalachian State University is strictly prohibited. Please contact the Appalachian State University W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection with specific questions or with requests for further information.

Format

pdf

Language

English
English

Type

Typescript

Transcription

Youthful Prime

I saw thy form in youthful prime,
Nor thought that pale decay.
Would steal before the steps of time,
And waste its bloom away Mary!

Yet still thy features wore that light,
Which fleets not with the breath,
And life never looked more purely bright,
Than in thy smile of death Mary!

As streams that run over golden mines,
With modest murmur glide,
Nor seem to know the wealth that shines,
With in this their gentle tide Mary!

So, veiled beneath a simple guise,
Thy radiant genius shone,
And that which charmed all other yeyes,
Seemed worthless in thy own Mary!

If souls could always dwell above
Thou never hadest left thy sphere.
Or, could we keep the souls we love,
We never had lost thee here Mary!

Though many a gifted mind we meet,
Though fairest forms we see.
To live with them is far less sweet,
Than to remember thee Mary!

Classification Title

I Saw Thy Form in Youthful Prime, Lyric Variant 01

Document Title

Youthful Prime

Alternate Geographic Location

Dublin, County Dublin, Ireland

Associated Date

1820

Dimensions - Original

214 mm x 278 mm

Upload Date

2013-09-26

File name

113_ISawThyFormInYouthfulPrime_Lyric_01

Transcription Date

2006-10-18

Transcribed By

Sarah C. Tonkin

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