 | Thomas Moore - 1854 - 184 pages
...where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing ; But eoldly she turns from their gate, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She...the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note whieh he lov'd awaking ; — Ah 1 little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the... | |
 | Gift books - 1854 - 344 pages
...land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her sighing, But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, 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 delight... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - Elocution - 1854 - 440 pages
...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. " She sings the wild songs of her dear, native plains, Every note which he loved awaking. Ah ! little they think, who delight... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1855 - 810 pages
...where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her, sighing: But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She...How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking. He had livM for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwin'd him ; Nor soon... | |
 | Rufus Claggett - 1855 - 208 pages
...where her young hero sleep* And lovers around her are sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he ioved awaking — Ah ' little they think, who... | |
 | 1856 - 754 pages
...round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in bis grave » lying. She sings the wild 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 is... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Ireland - 1857 - 434 pages
...in his grave is lying. She sir.gs the wild song of her dear nutive plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; — Ah ! little they think who delight in...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 entwined... | |
 | Louise de Cléron (comtesse d'Haussonville.) - 1858 - 298 pages
...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. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking— Ah ! little they think, who delight... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Folk songs, Irish - 1859 - 174 pages
...where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing, But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! She...dear native plains, Every note which he lov'd awaking — All ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking... | |
 | Severn river - English poetry - 1859 - 408 pages
...where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She...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... | |
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She sings the wild songs 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 is breaking! 
