 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...  Irish Melodies and Sacred Songs - Page 47by Thomas Moore - 1869 - 184 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Washington Irving - American essays - 1830 - 346 pages
...her, says our Author, that Moore, the distinguished Irish Poet, composed the following lines : 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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - Elocution - 1834 - 360 pages
...heart'. It was on her that Mr. Moore', the distinguished Irish poet', composed the following lines': 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - Catskill Mountains Region (N.Y.) - 1834 - 320 pages
...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, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, Fo.- her heart in his grave... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 pages
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open ike Door. SHE is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...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... | |
 | Songs - 1835 - 320 pages
...betray'd, The heart can bloom no more! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. SHE is far from the land where her voung hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing But...She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart... | |
 | Washington Irving - American essays - 1835 - 284 pages
...following lines: She is far from the land where her votmg hero sleep?, And lovers around her are sighmg; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She dings the wild songt? of her dear native plains, Every note which he luv'd awaking — Ah ! little... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1836 - 250 pages
...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, And lovers around her are sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pages
...following lines :. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, I And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild SOUKS of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - English fiction - 1837 - 410 pages
...BY HENRY F. CHORLEY, ESQ. " Thou'rt constancy !— I'm glad I know thy name !" THE HUNCHBACK. " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing." MOO BE. IT was a rich, warm, golden evening, early in autumn, showing thai... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - English fiction - 1837 - 214 pages
...HENRY F. CHORLEY, ESQ. " Thou'rt constancy !—I'm glad I know thy name !" TUE HcjtCHBACK. • 1 " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing." MOORE. IT was a rich, warm, golden evening, early in autumn, showing that... | |
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