 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 páginas
...Tears, like the rain-drops, may fall, without meaBut rapture, and beauty, they cannot recall ! [sure, 30 Erin, my country, though sad and forsaken, In dreams, I revisit thy sea-beaten shore ! But ahisl in a far distant land I uwttken, [more! And sigh for the friends, who can meet me no O, hard,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 páginas
...meaBut rapture, and beauty, they cannot recall! [sure. 35 Erin, my country, though sad and fortmkcn, In dreams, I revisit thy sea-beaten shore ! But alas! in a far distant land I awaken, [more! And sigh for the friends, who can meet me no O, hard, cruel fate, wilt... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...sweet 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 thy seabeaten shore ; But alas! in a fair foreign land I awaken, [more. And sigh for the friends who can meet me no Oh cruel fate ! wilt... | |
 | 1846 - 166 páginas
...— Tears, like the rain-drops, may uill without measure, But rapture and beauty they cannot recall ! Erin, my country, though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy sea-bealen shore ! But alas ! in a far distant land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet... | |
 | 1847 - 906 páginas
...Or cover my harp with the wild woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go bragh. Oh, Er.n, my country ! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I...far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more. Oh, cruel Fate ! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no... | |
 | Richard Lalor Sheil - 1847 - 480 páginas
...which have been so simply and so pathetically expressed in the song of exile : "Erin, my country, tho' sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore ; But, alas ! in far foreign lands I awaken, And sigh for the friends that can meet me no more. Where is my cabin-door,... | |
 | British minstrel - 1848 - 480 páginas
...sweet Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike the sweet numhers of Erin go hragh, Oh, Erin, my country ! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I re-visit thy sea-heaten shore, But, alas ! in a far distant land I awaken, And sigh for the friends I shall never... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...sweet 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...far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more! Oh, cruel fate! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1852 - 380 páginas
...hours, Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go bragh ! 3. " Erin, my country ! though sad and forsaken, In dreams...far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more . O, cruel fate ! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no... | |
 | Sir Francis Bond Head - 1852 - 438 páginas
...appeared collapsed and unstrung. In fact, she was the personification of the word " EVICTION ! " " Erin, my country ! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore; But, alas ! in a far-distant land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more. " Where is my cabin-door,... | |
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Erin, my country! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore; But , alas ! in a far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more! 
