 | Thomas Moore, Daniel Maclise - 2000 - 290 páginas
...ronnd her, siI eoldly ske tarns from their gase, and weeps , For ker heart in his grave is lying9 ,' She sings the wild song of her dear native plains , Every note whieh he lov'd awaHng %.— Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains , How the heart of the... | |
 | Sean Dunne - 1957 - 496 páginas
...from the land 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...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... | |
 | Patrick M. Geoghegan - 2002 - 388 páginas
...in verse: 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...note which he lov'd awaking; Ah! little they think you delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had liv'd for his love, for... | |
 | Stephen Regan - 2004 - 628 páginas
...land* (181 1) 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...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; Nor soon... | |
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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. 
