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Page 218 - 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. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Page 218 - When every worldly maxim arrayed itself against him ; when blasted in fortune, and disgrace and danger darkened around his name, she loved him the more ardently for his very sufferings. If, then, his fate could awaken the sympathy even of his foes, what must have been the agony of her...
Page 217 - When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth — then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written. I HAVE DONE.
Page 217 - I have but one request to ask, at my departure from this world; it is the charity of its silence. Let no man write my epitaph; for, as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them.
Page 217 - I shall not forbear to vindicate my character and motives from your aspersions ; and, as a man to whom fame is dearer than life, I will make the last use of that life in doing justice to that reputation which is to live after me, and which is the only legacy I can leave to those I honor and love, and for whom I am proud to perish.
Page 17 - If they danced — be it known — 'twas not in the clime Of your Mathers and Hookers, where laughter was crime ; Where sentinel virtue kept guard o'er the lip, Though witchcraft stole into the heart by a slip.
Page 152 - My birthplace was the mountain, My nurse, the April showers ; My cradle was a fountain O'er-curtained by wild flowers.
Page 189 - Let industry make home the abode of neatness and order — a place which brings satisfaction to every inmate, and which in absence draws back the heart, by the fond associations of comfort and content. Let this be done, and this sacred spot will become more surely the scene of cheerfulness, kindness, and peace.
Page 217 - His conduct under trial, too, was so lofty and intrepid. The noble indignation with which he repelled the charge of treason against his country — the eloquent vindication of his name — and his pathetic appeal to posterity, in the hopeless hour of condemnation — all these entered deeply into every generous bosom, and even his enemies lamented the stern policy that dictated his execution.
Page 16 - LL tell you a fairy tale that 's new — How the merry elves o'er the ocean flew, From the Emerald isle to this far-off shore, As they were wont in the days of yore — And played their pranks one moonlit night, Where the zephyrs alone could see the sight. II. Ere the Old world yet had found the New, The fairies oft in their frolics flew, To the fragrant isles of the Caribbee — Bright bosom gems of a golden sea. Too dark was the film of the Indian's eye, These gossamer sprites to suspect or spy,...