| Thomas Moore - 1844 - 800 pages
...young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her, sighing : Bat coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, She sings the wild song of her dear native plains,...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 entwin'd him; Nor soon... | |
| American periodicals - 1847 - 640 pages
...pathoc, " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are around her sighing, But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For...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... | |
| William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 482 pages
...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...song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel... | |
| Robert Emmet - 1845 - 140 pages
...MISS CURRAN. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her smhing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For...song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking; jAh ! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is... | |
| William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 494 pages
...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 delight in...strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! "He had lived for his love — for his country he died j They were all that to life had intwined him —... | |
| American literature - 1845 - 606 pages
...of her a song ! — melody in her heaviness! Often did tin: words of Moore rise into my mind — " Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking !" One night — I shall never forget it — she was asked to sing one of those beautiful Irish melodies,... | |
| C. P. Bronson - Anatomy - 1845 - 330 pages
...hero sleeps, And lovers — around her are sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and *".-/", For her heart — in his grave — is lying. She sings the wild tang» — of her dear native plains, Every note, which he lov'd — auMAmg,— Ah! little (hey think,... | |
| Washington Irving - 1846 - 356 pages
...is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing : Km coldly shr turns from their gaze, and weeps. For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Kvcry note which hc loved awaking — All ! little they think, who... | |
| Samuel Niles Sweet - Elocution - 1846 - 340 pages
...Moore. 1. 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, 2. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — Ah ! little... | |
| Richard Robert Madden - Ireland - 1846 - 366 pages
...is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But she coldly turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. of a broken heart. Her remains were brought to Ireland, in fulfilment of a promise made her grandmother,... | |
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