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" OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. "
The Canadian Girl; Or, The Pirate of the Lakes: A Story of the Affections - Trang 251
1838 - 716 trang
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 trang
...his Name. О breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where cold and unhonour'd his relics arc laid ; Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head ! But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

Recollections of Curran and Some of His Contemporaries

Charles Phillips - 1818 - 356 trang
...his Irish Melodies : O breathe not his name .' let it sleep in the shade Where, cold and unhonoured, his relics are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark, be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

The Speeches of Charles Phillip: Esquire, Delivered at the Bar and on ...

Charles Phillips - 1820 - 296 trang
...his Irish Melodies : O breathe not his name ! let it deep in the shade Where, cold and unhonoured, his relics are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark. be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

The Cap of liberty

1820 - 298 trang
...rest in the thade, Where cold and unhoitor'd his relics are laid, Sad, silent, and dark be the tear that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 trang
...BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. I. OH ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where cold and unhonor'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent and dark, be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head ! II. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 trang
...Am—The Brown Maid. OH! breathe not his name—let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid! Sad, silent, and dark, be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head! But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

Recollections of Curran, and Some of His Contemporaries

Charles Phillips - 1822 - 434 trang
...his Irish melodies : O breathe not his name ! let it sleep in the shade Where, cold and unhonoured, his relics are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark, be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 trang
...form in Heaven's sight, One arch of peace ! OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. AIR— The Brjwn Maid. Sacl, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head! But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where...

Poems

John Watson DALBY - 1822 - 202 trang
...i not ficr " Oh ! breathe not her name — let it sleep in the shade Where cold and nnhononred her relics are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night dew that falls on the grass o'er her head ! But the night dew that falls, though in silence it...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 trang
...— The Brown Maid. I. OH ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark be the...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head ! II. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave...




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