 | 1818 - 596 страници
...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 think who delight in her...How the 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 страници
...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 delight in...entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest,... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 страници
...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 delight in...entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 страници
...weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking.— Ah! little they think...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 shine... | |
 | 1821 - 648 страници
...heart in hit grave is lying I She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which be loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight...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 shall the... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 страници
...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 in...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 страници
...his grave is lying ! 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...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 страници
...For her heart in his- cold grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking. — Ah! little they think...How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had liv«d for his love, for his country he died They were all that to life had entwined him, — Oh :... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 страници
...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 in...How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had liv'd for his love — for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd him — Nor... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 страници
...weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! n. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking. — Ah ! little they...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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She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. 
