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" GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. "
Poems of American History - Page 348
redigeeritud poolt - 1908 - 704 lehte
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The Literary and Scientific Repository, and Critical Review, 2. köide

1821 - 502 lehte
...amiable, the intelligent and the virtuous. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! i None knew thee, but to love thee, Nor named thee,...weep ; And long, where thou art lying, Will tears thy cold turf steep. When hearts, whose home was Heaven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should...
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The Spy; a Tale of the Neutral Ground: Referring to Some Particular ...

James Fenimore Cooper - 1825 - 328 lehte
...swinging in the wind, until chance directed the footsteps of some straggler to the place. 257 CHAPTER X. " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise." HaUtck. WHILE the scenes and events that we have recorded were occurring, Captain Lawton led his small...
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The Christian examiner and Church of Ireland magazine

1828 - 502 lehte
...father's neck, and he expired. Thus died he, of whom I may say with truth, as I do with tears, " Gieen be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, Or named thee but to praise." WILTON. MEMORANDA OF TRAVELS IN TURKEY. We insert the following extract...
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Southern Literary Messenger, 2. köide

1835 - 842 lehte
...tender sentiment and simplicity. This poem consists merely of six quatrains, and we quote them in full. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, ]NTor named thee but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long,...
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The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems

Joseph Rodman Drake - 1835 - 226 lehte
...The good die first, And they, whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." WORDSWORTH. GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. 38 ON THE DEATH OF J. RODMAN DRAKE. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And...
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Alnwick Castle, with Other Poems

Alnwick Castle, Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1836 - 114 lehte
...summer dust, Burn to the socket. 11 GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! WoRDsWORTH. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused...hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid hi earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth, And I, who woke each morrow...
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American Quarterly Review, 19. köide

Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 lehte
...him the touching language with which an admired poet has hallowed the memory of a brother bard:— " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...but to love thee, Nor named thee, but to praise." And were it oniy for the peculiar species of fame which Lamb's contributions to the light literature...
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The Southern literary messenger, 2. köide

1836 - 802 lehte
...tender sentiment and simplicity. This poem consists merely of six quatrains, and we quote them in full. Green be the. turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named tliee but to praise. Tears fell when tliou wert dying, From eyes unused to \\eep, And long, where ihou...
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Father Butler: The Lough Dearg Pilgrim

William Carleton - 1839 - 252 lehte
...his father's neck, and he expired. Thus died he, of whom I may say with truth, as I do with tears, " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, Or named thee but to praise." LOUGH DEARG PILGRIM. THERE is no specimen of Irish superstition equal...
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The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'.

John William Carleton - 1840 - 532 lehte
...were the Robinsons and Chifneys of the day : of Francis Russell we may say, in the lines of Halleck, " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise." Although our article ought strictly to be confined to racing, we cannot refrain from laying before...
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