 She is Far from the Land 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 is lying.  The Patrician - Pagina 28geredigeerd door - 1848Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1818 - 596 pagina’s
...lying. She sinus the wild songs of her dear nAtirt plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking— Ah! little they think who delight in her strains, ' How...heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had liv'd for bis love < — for his country he died — They were all that to life had enwin'd him ; Nor soon shall... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 pagina’s
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him — Nor... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 pagina’s
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, . How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him — Nor... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pagina’s
...lying! 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. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him,— Oh! make... | |
 | 1821 - 648 pagina’s
...lying I She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which be loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for bis love, for bis country he died, They were all that to life entwined him, — Nor soon... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pagina’s
...lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking. — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He hnd liv'd for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had tmwhi'd him,— Nor... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 pagina’s
...II. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking. — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking ! III. He had liv'd for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 pagina’s
...lying ! 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...died They were all that to life had entwined him, — Oh : make her a grave, where the sun-beams rest. When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 pagina’s
...lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking—- Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How...his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pagina’s
...! n. 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 ! III. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined... | |
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