 ... SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. SHE is far from the land 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.  Rip Van Winkle, and Other Sketches - Page 48by Washington Irving - 1882 - 240 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 pages
...! n. 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 breaking ! III. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined... | |
 | William Oxberry - English literature - 1824 - 382 pages
...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 her strains, How...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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1824 - 804 pages
...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 her strains, How...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... | |
 | Cabinet - Literature - 1824 - 440 pages
...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...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... | |
 | 1825 - 338 pages
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - Irish literature - 1825 - 310 pages
...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 her 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 - Folk songs, Irish - 1825 - 374 pages
...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 her 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,... | |
 | Reuben Percy - Anecdotes - 1826 - 384 pages
...little they think, who delight in her 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 shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pages
...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.) - English poetry - 1828 - 600 pages
...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...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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