 | 1818 - 596 lapas
...never ; And 1 that angel Womankprize, Who loves but one, and loves for ever! STANZAS BY T. MOORE, ESQ. She is' far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sinus the wild songs of her dear nAtirt plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking— Ah! little they... | |
 | 1820 - 856 lapas
...heart. ' It was on her that Moore, the extinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : — " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lover* around her are signing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, mad weeps, For her heart in his... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 lapas
...broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 lapas
...broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 lapas
...hills I never mair will see. Slythely, $c. LXXXIX. SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR— Open the door. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing i But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings... | |
 | 1821 - 648 lapas
...the following verses is so delicately and faithfully preserved, that we cannot forbear copying them. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weep(, For her heart in hit grave is... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 lapas
...ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR—Open the Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 lapas
...stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. I. SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her, sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 lapas
...broken heart. It was on her, that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines ;* She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking—- Ah ! little they think, who delight... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 lapas
...— Open dtt Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young here sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his- cold grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved... | |
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She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking! 
