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Charles Wolfe

(4 December 1791 – 21 February 1823 / Blakhall, County Kildare)

Quotations

  • ''But he lay like a warrior taking his rest
    With his martial cloak around him.''
    Charles Wolfe (1791-1823), Irish poet. The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna (l. 11-12). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
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  • ''Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
    As his corse to the rampart we hurried;''
    Charles Wolfe (1791-1823), Irish poet. The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna (l. 1-2). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone,
    But we left him alone with his glory.''
    Charles Wolfe (1791-1823), Irish poet. The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna (l. 31-32). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.

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To Mary

If I had thought thou couldst have died,
I might not weep for thee;
But I forgot, when by thy side,
That thou couldst mortal be:
It never through my mind had past
The time would e'er be o'er,
And I on thee should look my last,
And thou shouldst smile no more!

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