| 1820 - 856 str.
...entered into her very soul. She wasted away in a slow, but hopeless decline, and at leugtb sunk inii i the grave, the victim 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... | |
| Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 str.
...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... | |
| 1821 - 648 str.
...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... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 str.
...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... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 str.
...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... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 str.
...music stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide! Am. — Open the Door. 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... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 str.
...seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. AIR. — Open the Door. 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... | |
| 1825 - 844 str.
...silent and devouring melancholy that had entered into her very soul. She wasted away in a slow, but hopeless, decline, and at length sunk into the grave the victim of a broken heart. SETTING IN OF THE MONSOON. The shades of evening (says Mr. Forbe's in his Oriental Memoirs,) approached... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 374 str.
...was seen to glide, Smiling, o'er the fatal tide ! • She is far from the land. Mr — 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... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 310 str.
...far less sweet Than to remember thee, MARY !* . 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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