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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... "
Memorials of Dixie-land: Orations, Essays, Sketches, and Poems on Topics ... - 133 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Lucian Lamar Knight - 1919 - 604 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and Verse ..., 1-3±Ç

1818 - 596 ÆäÀÌÁö
...never ; And 1 that angel Womankprize, Who loves but one, and loves for ever! STANZAS BY T. MOORE, ESQ. She is' far from the land where her young hero sleeps,...and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sinus the wild songs of her dear nAtirt plains, Ev'ry note which he lov'd awaking— Ah! little they...
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The Literary chronicle and weekly review, 2±Ç,33-83È£

1820 - 856 ÆäÀÌÁö
...of a broken heart. ' It was on her that Moore, the extinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : — " She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lover* around her are signing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, mad weeps, For her heart in his...
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The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, 1±Ç

Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 ÆäÀÌÁö
...victim of a broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : She is far from the land where her young hero...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 the heart...
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The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent, 1±Ç

Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 ÆäÀÌÁö
...victim of a broken heart. It was on her that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines : She is far from the land where her young hero...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 the...
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Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ...

Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 ÆäÀÌÁö
...hills I never mair will see. Slythely, $c. LXXXIX. SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR— Open the door. She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing i But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings...
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Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 ÆäÀÌÁö
...stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. I. 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...
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The Dublin Inquisitor, ..., 1-2±Ç

1821 - 648 ÆäÀÌÁö
...the following verses is so delicately and faithfully preserved, that we cannot forbear copying them. 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 weep(, For her heart in hit grave is...
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Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 ÆäÀÌÁö
...ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR—Open the Door. 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...
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The flowers of literature, or, Encyclop©¡dia of anecdote, a coll. by W ..., 1±Ç

William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 ÆäÀÌÁö
...of a broken heart. It was on her, that Moore, the distinguished Irish poet, composed the following lines ;* She is far from the land where her young...her heart 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...
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Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— Open dtt Door. SHE is far from the land, where her young here sleeps, And lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his- cold grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved...
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