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...is far less sweet Than to remember thee, MAEY !* SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. Air — "Open the door." 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...

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...silent and devouring melancholy that had entered into her very soul. She wasted away in a slow but hopeless decline, and at length sunk into the grave, the victim of a broken heart. WASHINGTON IBVINQ. WASHINGTON IRVING, who has delighted the readers of the English language for more...

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...music stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smilinc o'er the fatal tide. 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...

...silent and devouring melancholy that had entered into her very soul. She wasted away in a slow but hopeless decline, and at length sunk into the grave, the victim of a broken heart. WASHINGTON IRVING. 'Masquerade, (mis^ker id') an * Gairish, (gar'ish),gaudy; showy; evening assembly...

...to-day, He hath not a care beyond. Then who would not be, &c. SHE IS FAR FEOM THE LAND. [T. MOORE.] SHE is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her siyhing ; Jiiit coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave...

...comes, — ah ! no : the sound they heard was but a whisper of the breeze. SIR w. JONES THE MOURNER 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...