 | Washington Irving - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...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,...his country he died, They were all that to life had entwmed him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 544
...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, who...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— Nor soon shall the tears... | |
 | Bernard Burke - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...For her heart in his giave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plaint, Every note which he loved awaking ; Ah ! little they think who...strains. How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. • Irish Melodies. He had lived for his love, for his country, he died, They were all that to life... | |
 | Bernard Burke - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 516
...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 who...strains. How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. * Irish Melodies. He had lived for his love, for his country, he died, They were all that to life had... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 208
...awaking ; — 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. Oh ! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest When they promise a glorious morrow ; They 'll shine... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 520
...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah ! little think they who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel...soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor lon9 will his love stay behind him. " Oh, make her a grave where the sunbeams rest, When they promise... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 534
...She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! Hi lie they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart...for his country he died, They were all that to life bad entwined him — Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 918
...lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; — All ! little they think who delight in her strains, How...be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him. Oh ! make her я grave where the sunbeams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah! little think they who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel...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 on... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little think they who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel...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 on... | |
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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. 
