 | 1818 - 596 sayfa
...think who delight in her strains, ' How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had liv'd for bis love < — for his country he died — They were all that to life had enwin'd him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long shall his love stay behind... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1820 - 364 sayfa
...— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died,...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... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1822 - 424 sayfa
...— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, . How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He had lived for his love — for his country he died,...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 sayfa
...awaking.— Ah! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking. He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him,— Oh! make her a grave, where the sun-beams rest, When they promise a glorious morrow; They'll shine... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 sayfa
...they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking ! III. 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... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 sayfa
...little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He hnd liv'd for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had tmwhi'd him,— Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried. Nor long will his love stay behind... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 sayfa
...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 entwined him, — Oh : make her a grave, where the sun-beams rest. When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 sayfa
...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 - 1823 - 314 sayfa
...the Lake light 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...him. IV. Oh ! make her a grave where the sun-beams vest, When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine o'er her sleep like a smile from the West,... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 382 sayfa
...— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! " He had lived for his love — for his country he died,...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... | |
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He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him. 
