 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1801 - 420 sayfa
...revifit thy feabeaten fliore ; But alas ! in a far foreign land I awaken, And figh for the fricuds who can meet me no more. Oh, cruel fate! wilt thou never replace me In a manlion of peace, where no peril can chafe me ? Ah, ne'er again {hall my brothers embrace me ! They... | |
 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1801 - 420 sayfa
...forfaken, In dreams I revifit thy leabeaten fliore ; But alas ! in a far foreign land I awaken, And figli for the friends who can meet me no more. Oh, cruel fate! wilt thon never replace me In a manlion of peace, where no peril can chafe me ? Ah, ne'er again fliall my... | |
 | George Ashburner - 1807 - 238 sayfa
...foreign land 1 awaken, And sigh for the friends who can ineet me n» inore. • v - t* •; And thou, cruel Fate, wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no peril can chace me ? Ah ! never again shall my brothers embrace me ! They died to defend me, or live... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 sayfa
...hours, Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go bragh! Erin my country! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit...cruel fate! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace—where no perils can chase me ? Never again, shall my brothers embrace me ? They died to defend... | |
 | James Lawrence - 1810 - 306 sayfa
...brother ? No, rather remain in sweet Erin go bragh." Erin, my country, tho' treach'rously taken, In my dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore; But alas! in a far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for those friends whom I ne'er shall meet more. But should I return, sure my sufferings would teach me... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 sayfa
...hours, Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go' bragh! Erin, my country! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit...But, alas! in a far foreign land I awaken, And sigh forthe friends who can meet me no more ! Oh, cruel fate ! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of... | |
 | 1811 - 172 sayfa
...for Bye!" Mendin, my birth place ! still sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy well-waterM vale ; Oh cruel fate ! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no scoffings can trace me ' Never again shall my brothers embrace me, Who pant to avenge me, but live... | |
 | Daniel Dewar - 1812 - 372 sayfa
...! " Or cover my harp with wild woven flowers, " And strike to the numbers of Erin gu brath. " Erin my country ! though sad and forsaken, " In dreams..." And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more 1 " "Where is my cabin door, fast by the wild wood ? " Sisters and sires did ye weep for its fall ?... | |
 | Daniel Dewar - 1812 - 374 sayfa
...! " Or cover my harp with wild woven flowers, " And strike to the numbers of Erin gu brath. " Erin my country ! though sad and forsaken, " In dreams...foreign land I awaken, " And sigh for the friends whocan meet me no more I " Where is my cabin doorj fast by the wild wood ? " Sisters and sires did... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1853 - 500 sayfa
...of poetry, perhaps there is nothing more touching than the allusion in the Exile of Erin :— Erin ! my country, though sad and forsaken, . In dreams I...far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends I shall never see more ! That which so vividly remembers is the Soul ; and if in the sleep which refreshes... | |
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... flee, But I have no refuge from famine and danger, A home and a country remain not to me. Never again, in the green sunny bowers, Where my forefathers lived, shall I spend the sweet hours, .Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike... 
