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English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 44. She Is Far From the Land. Томас Мур.






Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)

From “Irish Melodies”. 44. She Is Far From the Land

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 is lying.

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.

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.

Oh! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest,
      When they promise a glorious morrow;
They’ll shine o’er her sleep, like a smile from the West,
      From her own loved island of sorrow.

Thomas Moore’s other poems:

  1. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 57
  2. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 59
  3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 64
  4. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 62
  5. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 61




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