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...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 is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who...

...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 is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think, who...

...the Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For...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...

...LAND. I. SHE is far from the 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 ! II. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking. — Ah...

...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...

...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...strains, 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 —...

...weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Eveiy note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little they think,...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 —...

...dtt Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young here sleeps, And lovers 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...