Oh! breathe not his name
Thomas Moore
1779 to 1852
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But the night-dew that falls, tho' in silence it weeps,
Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid:
Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed,
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,
Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps;
As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head.
And the tear that we shed, tho' in secret it rolls,