...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR. — Open the Door. I. SHE is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...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 !...

...the 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 iu his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd...

...broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the 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...

...heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the 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...

...absence, it is universally exclaimed, " What a pity T is not here !" JAG ROSALIE, THE GIRL OF VENICE. 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...

...broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the 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...

...was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! • She is far from the land. Mr — Open the Door. She is far from the land, where her young Hero sleeps,...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...

...far less sweet Than to remember thee, MARY !* . SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — " Open the door." SHE is far from the land, where her young hero sleeps,...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...

...grave, the victim of a broken heart. It was on this lady, that Moore composed the 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...

...where her young hrro sleep1: And lovers are round her sighing; IIul coldly she turns from their ¡;a/e, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying! She...plains, Every note which he loved awaking. — Ah! utile they think, who delight in hrr strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking! He had lived...