 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 470 pàgines
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! J SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open the Door. SIB is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers arc round her sighing; But coldly she turas from their gaie, and weeps. For her heart in his grave... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1830 - 346 pàgines
...was on her, says our Author, 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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 pàgines
...heart'. It was on her that Mr. 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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1834 - 320 pàgines
...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, Fo.- her heart in his grave... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 pàgines
...was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR — Open ike Door. SHE is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking. — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | 1835 - 320 pàgines
...betray'd, The heart can bloom no more! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. SHE is far from the land where her voung hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing But...her heart in his grave is lying! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1835 - 284 pàgines
...following lines: She is far from the land where her votmg hero sleep?, And lovers around her are sighmg; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She dings the wild songt? of her dear native plains, Every note which he luv'd awaking — Ah ! little... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1836 - 250 pàgines
...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... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pàgines
...following lines :. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, I And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and...her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild SOUKS of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1837 - 410 pàgines
...SKETCH. BY HENRY F. CHORLEY, ESQ. " Thou'rt constancy !— I'm glad I know thy name !" THE HUNCHBACK. " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing." MOO BE. IT was a rich, warm, golden evening, early in autumn, showing thai... | |
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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. 
