 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...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 ! little they think,...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... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 440
...For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — • Ah ! little they think...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him : Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 804
...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...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...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...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! " O make her a grave where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They '11 shine... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...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...strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking ! * I have here madp a feeble effort to imtate that exquisite inscription of Shenstoue's. — " Heu... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...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...strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking ! 0 He had liv'd for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd him,... | |
 | 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...bright as joy — pure, unstain'd mirrors, Wherein I read thy soul — seem dim with care. Ravenna. Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. MOORE. Only hear her eyes; Tho' they are mute they plead, nay more, command : For beauteous eyes have... | |
 | Reuben Percy - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 384
...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 shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! K 3 Oh ! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...dear native 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 for his love, for his country he dit-il, They were all tint to life had entwined him. — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 600
...For 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...country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him ! Oh ! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
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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. 
