 | 1818 - 596 стор.
...BY T. MOORE, ESQ. 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. She sinus the wild songs of her dear nAtirt plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking— Ah! little they... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 стор.
...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...songs 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 стор.
...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...songs 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... | |
 | 1821 - 648 стор.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 стор.
...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...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 who delight... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 стор.
...the door. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing i But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 стор.
...FROM THE LAND. 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 is lying ! II. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking. — Ah... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 402 стор.
...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...She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Eveiy note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 стор.
...— Open dtt Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young here sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his- cold grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved... | |
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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. 
