 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 362 стор.
...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'! little they...He had lived for his love' — for his country he died1j They were all that to life had intwined him' — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be... | |
 | 1840 - 378 стор.
...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 ! little they think,...all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him. Oh ! make her a grave where... | |
 | B. Bowing - 1840 - 436 стор.
...weeps, For 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...all that to life had entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him : Oh ! make her a grave where... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 стор.
...lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking ; — Ah I 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 soon... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 стор.
...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'! little they...his country he died'; They were all that to life had intwined him' — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried', Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | 1842 - 608 стор.
...remains of the Hospital supper. LEONORA. " She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; Ah ! little they think...strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking." Moort. It was the evening of that welcome day, Whose close unto the child of toil brings rest ; The... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - 458 стор.
...weeps, For 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,...all that to life had entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh! make her a grave where... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - 390 стор.
...heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains , Every note which ne loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight...all that to life had entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country he dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh! make her a grave where... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - 400 стор.
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which ne loved awaking — Ahl little they think , who delight in her strains , How...all that to life had entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried , Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh! make her a grave where... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 стор.
...his grave is lying. 2. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in...strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. 3. He had liv'd for his love — for his country he died ; They were all that to life had entwin'd... | |
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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. 
