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" OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH I 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... "
Sketches from a Student's Window - 220. oldal
szerző: Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1841 - 311 oldal
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 oldal
...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...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. МООПЕ. ínro yàp TOÎÇ croÎç %pucropUToicriv ^XtSayotç %aplecrcri...

Recollections of Curran and Some of His Contemporaries

Charles Phillips - 1818 - 356 oldal
...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 he sleeps j And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls....

The Cap of liberty

1820 - 298 oldal
...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...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls." MAGISTERIAL WISDOM SPREADING FROM LANCASHIRE TO SCOTLAND. A mania seems...

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

Charles Phillips - 1820 - 296 oldal
...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...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. THE END. -.* ^ f .4 ...

Irish Melodies

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 oldal
...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, Shall brighten...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE. I. WHEN he, who adores thee, has left but the...

Melodies (Irish melodies, National melodies).

Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 oldal
...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...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 - 198 oldal
...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...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

Charles Phillips - 1822 - 434 oldal
...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...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 works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads ..., 4. kötet

Thomas Moore - 1823 - 314 oldal
...tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head .' n. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. AIR.— The Fox's Sleep. I. WHEN he who adores thee has left but the...

The Works of Thomas Moore: Irish melodies. National airs

Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 oldal
...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, Shall brighten...we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE. AIH.— The Fox's Sleep. I. WHEN he who adores...




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