 She sings the wild songs 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...  The Casket - Sivu 1581828Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 sivua
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR. — Open the Door. I. 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 - 1823 - 314 sivua
...music stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! Am. — Open the Door. I. 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... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 sivua
...— the victim of a broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : She is far from the land where...songs 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... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1824 - 476 sivua
...absence, it is universally exclaimed, " What a pity T is not here !" JAG ROSALIE, THE GIRL OF VENICE. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild notes of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking ; Ah! little they think, who delight-... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 sivua
...was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! • She is far from the land. Mr — Open the 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 sivua
...far less sweet Than to remember thee, MARY !* . SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — " Open the 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... | |
 | Reuben Percy - 1826 - 384 sivua
...at last sunk into the grave, the victim of a broken heart. It was on this lady, that Moore composed the following lines : She is far from the land where...her heart 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... | |
 | 1837 - 432 sivua
...SKETCH. BY HE.MBY F. CHORLEY, ESQ. *' Thou'rt constancy ! — I 'm glad I know thy name!" THB HUNCHBACK " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing." IIOORB. IT was a rich, warm, golden evening, early in autumn, showing that most beautiful appearance... | |
 | 1837 - 428 sivua
...HENRY F. CHORLEY, ESQ. • t Thou 'rt constancy ! — I 'm glad I know thy name l" THE HUNCHBACB. " 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 - 1827 - 426 sivua
...where her young hrro sleep1: And lovers are round her sighing; IIul coldly she turns from their ¡;a/e, and 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! utile they think, who delight... | |
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