 | Washington Irving - 1836 - 250 頁
...lovers around her are sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild song of her dear...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 — Nor... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 頁
...she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild SOUKS of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved...Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, . t.1 How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! . ,, He had lived for his love — for his country... | |
 | 1839 - 726 頁
...of yours ; One moment, with beautiful flowers you are crown'd ; The next, but a thorn endures. • " Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking !" — MOOUE. And yet you have spirits, whose whimsical spell Can charm e'en Variety's mood ; Humour,... | |
 | 1839 - 776 頁
...of youre ; One moment, with beautiful flowers you are crown'd ; The next, but a thorn endures. • ''Ah, little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking .'" — MOOKK. And yet you have spirits, whose whimsical spell Can charm e'en Variety's mood ; Humour,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1838 - 412 頁
...lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weep», For her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which ho loved awaking.— Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel... | |
 | 1839 - 256 頁
...lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild song of her dear...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— Nor... | |
 | 1840 - 368 頁
...lovers are round her sighing ; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying ! She sings the wild song of her dear...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 ; Nor soon... | |
 | B. Bowing - 1840 - 436 頁
...she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved...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 — Nor... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 396 頁
...lovers are round her, sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For 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 I little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel... | |
 | 1842 - 608 頁
...the table, leaving " 'King Death" to keep guard over the remains of the Hospital supper. LEONORA. " She sings the wild song of her dear native plains,...strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking." Moort. It was the evening of that welcome day, Whose close unto the child of toil brings rest ; The... | |
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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! 
