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" OH, BREATHE NOT HIS NAME I— Moore. 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 that falls on the grass o'er his head. "
Revolted Ireland, 1798 and 1803 - Page 92
by Albert Stratford George Canning - 1886 - 121 pages
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 36

1850
...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...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore - 1851
...his name, lot it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonor'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, ;md 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...
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Annals of the Famine in Ireland, in 1847, 1848, and 1849

Asenath Nicholson - Famines - 1851 - 336 pages
...deserted corner : — " 0, breathe nol his name, let him 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 falls on the grass o'er his head." The summer of 1848 was pleasant and unusually sunny,...
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Curran and His Contemporaries

Charles Phillips - 1851 - 595 pages
...and contemporary in college, and who thus most beautifully alludes to him in his Irish Melodies : " O 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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Curran and His Contemporaries

Charles Phillips - 1851 - 451 pages
...and contemporary in college, and who thus most beautifully alludes to him in his Irish Melodies : " O breathe not his name ! let it sleep in the shade Where, cold aud unhonored, his relics are laid! Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 71

Scotland - 1852
...personage on whose death Moore wrote these touching lines : — " O breathe not his name,- let it aleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonoured his relics...the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Still brightens with verdure the grave where...
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Rhyming dictionary for the use of young poets, with an essay on English ...

Thomas Smibert - 1852
...poems. When employed in lyrics and occasional pieces, the rhythm has usually been thus regulated: — " Oh ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,...relics are laid ; Sad, silent, and dark be the tears which we shed As (the) night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head." This rhythmical arrangement...
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Lives of the Illustrious: (the Biographical Magazine)., Volume 1

Biography - 1852
...till other times and other men shall learn to do justice to my memory." OH ! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. Oh ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade Where cold and unhonourod his relies are laid : Sad, silent, and dark bo the tears that we shed, As the night-dew...
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Memoirs of the Whig Party During My Time, Volume 1

Henry Richard Vassall Baron Holland - Great Britain - 1852 - 320 pages
...still cherished by his countrymen, and the poetry of Moore is in unison with the feelings of Irishmen : 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...
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Irlande, poésies des bardes, légendes, ballades, chants populaires. Précédés ...

D. O'Sullivan - 1853
...m'inspira : Oh ! breathe nui hisnatue, letit 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 that falls on the grass over his head! But the night dew that îails, though in silence it...
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