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Könyvek 188 / 81 - 90. könyv a(z) SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND She is far from the land where her youn-g hero sleeps, And... kifejezésre.
" SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND She is far from the land where her youn-g 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. "
A selection of Irish melodies, songs, and poems - 64. oldal
szerző: Thomas Moore - 1859 - 160 oldal
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Poetical works, with a life of the author (abridged from W. Howitt).

Thomas Moore - 1859
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains. Every note which he loved awaking ; — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon...

Moore's Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1859 - 233 oldal
...dear na - live plains, Ev - 'ry note which he loved a -=t •=* i=p: 3 [ U=^Ebt= ~t~ HI. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him, — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1860 - 752 oldal
...native plain Every note which he lov'd awaking; — Ah! little they think who delight in her strain How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. He had liv'd for his love, for his country he dit They were all that to life had entwin'd him; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried,...

Poetical Works

Thomas Moore - 1861 - 747 oldal
...weeps, She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; — Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon...

The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 416 oldal
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved1awaking— Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking! He had lived for his 16Ve—for his country he died, They were fill1 that to life had entwined him— Nor...

The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with illustr. by K. Halswelle

Thomas Moore - 1863
...lying ! She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon...

The National Fifth Reader: Containing a Treatise on Elocution, Exercises in ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 600 oldal
...lying. 2. She sings the wild s6ng of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. 3. He had lived for his love — for his country he died ; They were all that to life had entwined...

English composition in prose and verse, based on grammatical synthesis ...

1863
...scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. 4. He had lived for his love; for his country he died; They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind...

The sketch book of Geoffrey Crayon, gent. Artist's ed

Washington Irving - 1865
...lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Everv note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him — Nor...

Memoirs and correspondence of field-marshal viscount Combermere ..., 1. kötet

Mary Woolley Stapleton Cotton (viscountess Combermere.) - 1866
...lying. " She siugs the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! " He had lived for his love, for his country he died — They were all that to life had entwined him — Nor...




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