 | 1818 - 596 страници
...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 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 - 1822 - 424 страници
...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...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 страници
...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...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 страници
...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 shine... | |
 | 1821 - 648 страници
...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...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
...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 страници
...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 страници
...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 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
...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 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 - 464 страници
...! 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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... 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. 
