 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! SHE IS ГАП FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open the Door. SHR is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing; Hut coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, Tor her heart in his grave is lying! She sing« the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 470
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! J SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open the Door. SIB is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers arc round her sighing; But coldly she turas from their gaie, and weeps. For her heart in his grave... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...was on her, says our Author, that Moore, the distinguished Irish Poet, composed 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 weeps. For her heart in his grave... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...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, And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, Fo.- her heart in his grave... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 360
...heart'. It was on her that Mr. Moore', the distinguished Irish poet', composed 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 weeps', For her heart in his grave... | |
 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...betray'd, The heart can bloom no more! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. SHE is far from the land where her voung hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing But...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 - عدد الصفحات: 196
...she turns from their gaze, and weeps , For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains , Every note which he loved...think , who delight in her strains , How the heart ol the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died , They were all... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 284
...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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1836
...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, And lovers around her are sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 370
...following lines :. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, I 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 SOUKS of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
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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. 
