 | Bernard Burke - 1849 - 528 стор.
...weeps, For her heart in his giave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plaint, Every note which he loved awaking ; Ah ! little they think...strains. How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. • Irish Melodies. He had lived for his love, for his country, he died, They were all that to life... | |
 | Bernard Burke - 1849 - 516 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...strains. How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. * Irish Melodies. He had lived for his love, for his country, he died, They were all that to life had... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1849 - 208 стор.
...sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking ; — He had liv'd for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1850 - 520 стор.
...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah ! little think they who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel...all that to life had entwined him; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor lon9 will his love stay behind him. " Oh, make her a grave where... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1850 - 534 стор.
...She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! Hi lie they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart...for his country he died, They were all that to life bad entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1851 - 918 стор.
...lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; — All ! 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 я grave where... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1851 - 464 стор.
...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah! little think they who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel...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... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1851 - 476 стор.
...her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — ' Ah ! little think they who delight iu her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking...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... | |
 | Henry Mandeville - 1851 - 288 стор.
...is lying ! 860 THE BEAUTIFUL MANIAC. 19 " She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains , Every note which he loved awaking : Ah ! little they think...strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking !" DEFINITIONS, &c. — Maniac — a person insane. Preys — devour wastes. Lone — lonely. Volcanic... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 стор.
...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 in...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... | |
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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. 
