 | 1818 - 596 páginas
...lying. She sinus the wild songs of her dear nAtirt plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking— Ah! little they think who delight in her strains, ' How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had liv'd for bis love < — for his country he died — They were all that to life had enwin'd him ; Nor... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 páginas
...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. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 páginas
...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. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 páginas
...land, where her young 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!...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... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 páginas
...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 is lying...song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking. — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 páginas
...sighing ; But coldly she turns from their 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 ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel... | |
 | 1821 - 648 páginas
...her 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 note which be loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 páginas
...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....song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking—- Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 páginas
...are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns 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 awaking. — Ah! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 páginas
...sighing ; But coldly she turns from their 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 ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking !... | |
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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. 
