 | 1835 - 320 σελίδες
...IS FAR FROM THE LAND. SHE is far from the land where her voung hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps,...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 - 1835 - 284 σελίδες
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 σελίδες
...was 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, And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 σελίδες
...Irish poet.' composed the following lines :. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, I And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she...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 - 1837 - 410 σελίδες
...SKETCH. 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 most beautiful appearance... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1837 - 214 σελίδες
...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 most beautiful appearance... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1838 - 412 σελίδες
...young hero sleeps And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weep», For her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings the...wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which ho loved awaking.— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel... | |
 | B. Bowing - 1840 - 436 σελίδες
...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 loved awaking — Ah! little they think who delight... | |
 | 1840 - 368 σελίδες
...we see, To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee, Mary ! BHE 18 FIR 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 σελίδες
...music stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling o'er the fatal tide. 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... | |
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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. 
