 | 1818 - 596 páginas
...in his grave is 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 páginas
...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 delight in...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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 páginas
...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 delight in...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 páginas
...are round her sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying! She sings the wild song of her dear native...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,—... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 páginas
...around her are sighing i But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 páginas
...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...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 entwined him, —... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 páginas
...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 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 - 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,...strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking ! III. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined... | |
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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. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved... 
