 | Thomas Moore - 1866 - 580 oldal
...tints unite, And form, in Heaven's sight, One arch of peace ! OH ! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH ! breath 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... | |
 | Henri-Raymond Casgrain - 1861 - 434 oldal
...trop fondées. MORT Oh I breathe not his name, let it sleep in the 8ha.de. Where cold and unhonor'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 Tu. MOORE, Irish Mélodie*. Dormez, dormez, foule des... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1861 - 778 oldal
...various tints roite, And form in heaven's sight One arch of peace ! OH ! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. 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 tears that we shed, As the night-dew... | |
 | Charles Phillips - 1862 - 472 oldal
...to disobey the last request of Emmett, by attempting to place any inscription upon his tomb : that must await the pen of an impartial posterity ; and...his name ! let it sleep in the shade Where, cold and nnhonored, his relics are laid! Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that... | |
 | Johannes Scotus (pseud.) - 1862 - 280 oldal
...misguided in his manhood. He died by his own hand on the 25th of December, MDCccxxrx. Aged xxxix. " Oii breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where cold and unhonoured his relics are laid." A few days after the funeral, which took place at the dead hour of midnight, the Earl and Countess... | |
 | Z. M. Chandler - 1862 - 240 oldal
...brother, welcome to thy friends and home! 17. Oh, sad was the day when the battle was ended! 18. 0! breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where, cold and unhonored, his relics are laid. CHAPTER X. BULES OP SYNTAX. RULE I. THE subject of a finite verb must... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1863 - 580 oldal
...such another sight exhibited." — History of Ireland, book xii, chap. i. OH BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relies are laid ; Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew... | |
 | George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton - 1865 - 412 oldal
...masters themselves, as they rivet thy chains, Shall pause at the song of their captive, and weep ! O 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... | |
 | 1865 - 408 oldal
...various tints unite, And form in heaven's sight One arch of peace ! 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... | |
 | William John Fitz-Patrick - 1866 - 400 oldal
...place forcibly recalled to our mind the beautiful description given by Moore of Emmet's grave : " Oh, breathe not his name, let It sleep In the shade Where, cold and unhonored, his relics are laid; Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that... | |
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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. 
