Lyricist, poet and musician Thomas Moore was born in Dublin on May 28, 1779

She is Far from the Land

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Arranged for solo harp by Sharon Hanjian Rondeau

WORDS AND MELODY BY THOMAS MOORE

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 sounds 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 grade for 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 lov’d island of sorrow.