Gone before To that unknown and silent shore.
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: Hester. Stanza 7.
Contributed by: Zaady
He might have proved a useful adjunct, if not an ornament to society.
Source: Captain Starkey.
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
Source: The Meeting of the Waters.
Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.
Source: On the Death of Sheridan.
My only books Were woman's looks,- And folly 's all they 've taught me.
Source: The Time I 've lost in wooing.
I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.
Source: Oft in the Stilly Night.
Oh for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might!
Source: The Fire-Worshippers.
When true hearts lie wither'd And fond ones are flown, Oh, who would inhabit This bleak world alone?
Source: The Last Rose of Summer.
Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid,
Source: Oh breathe not his Name.
For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
Source: Oxford in the Vacation.
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