...there may call to mind the words of the friend, and the companion of the studies of Robert Emmet — " Oh ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonoured his relics are laid ; Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night dew...

...light, Thy 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,...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...

...come, come ! Cut thread, and thrum ! Quail, crush, conclude, and quell ! O breathe not his Name. O breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where...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...

...come, come ! Cut thread, and thrum ! Quail, crush, conclude, and quell ! О breathe not his Name. О breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where...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;...

...his Irish Melodies : " 0 breathe not his name ! let it sleep in the shade Where, cold and unhonoured, his relics are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark be 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;...

...it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid ; Sad, silent and dark, be Ihe 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 crave where he sleeps;...

...deserted corner : — " Oh, breathe not his name, let him sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonoured 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 summer of 1848 was pleasant and unusually sunny,...

...and contemporary in college, and who thus most beautifully alludes to him in his Irish Melodies : " 0 breathe not his name ! let it sleep in the shade Where, cold and unhonoured, his relies are laid ! Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew...

...the remembrance of his virtues, while they lament in secret his folly and his untimely death. ' On ! breathe not his name, let it sleep In the shade, Where cold and unbonured his relics are laid ; Sad. silent and dark, bo the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that...

...his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonored his relira are laid ; Snd, silent und dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls ou the grasa o'er his head. * But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten...