 | 1818 - 596 oldal
...never ; And 1 that angel Womankprize, Who loves but one, and loves for ever! STANZAS 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 oldal
...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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 oldal
...ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR—Open the Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps,...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 oldal
...stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. I. SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps,...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... | |
 | 1821 - 648 oldal
...the following verses is so delicately and faithfully preserved, that we cannot forbear copying them. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weep(, For her heart in hit grave is lying I She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 oldal
...hills I never mair will see. Slythely, $c. LXXXIX. SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR— Open 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 oldal
...tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open dtt Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young here sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly...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... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 oldal
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 oldal
...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,...gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! n. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking. — Ah !... | |
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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. 
