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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. But the night-dew... "
The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Including His Melodies, Ballads, Etc ... - الصفحة 293
بواسطة Thomas Moore - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 408
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The Speeches of Charles Phillip: Esquire, Delivered at the Bar and on ...

Charles Phillips - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 296
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The Cap of liberty

1820 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...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,...rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls." MAGISTERIAL WISDOM SPREADING FROM LANCASHIRE TO SCOTLAND. A mania seems to be prevailing in the northern...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 294
...dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head ! II. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps,...memory green in our souls. WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE. I. WHEN he, who adores thee, has left but the name Of his fault and his sorrows behind, Oh ! say wilt...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...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,...sleeps; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE1. AIR—Tlie Fox's Sleep. WHEN he who adores thee has left but the name Of...

Irish melodies, complete; to which are added National melodies

Thomas Moore - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 198
...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,...that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long teep his memory green in our souls. WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE A IB— The fox's Steip. WHEN he who adores...

Recollections of Curran, and Some of His Contemporaries

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...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,...tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall loug keep his memory green in our souls. On the trials which succeeded this insurrection, Mr. Curran...

The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1858 - عدد الصفحات: 1194
...youth, and gathered round him in his declining years " honour, love, obedience, troops of friends." " The tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls." At the Conference of 1852 he felt it needful to retire from the full work of the ministry, and fixed...

Poems

John Watson DALBY - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 202
...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 weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where she sleeps; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, . Shall long keep her memory green...




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