Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid,
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: Oh breathe not his Name.
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days. All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Source: Old Familiar Faces.
But there 's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
Source: Love's Young Dream.
Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah has triumph'd, - his people are free.
Source: Sound the Loud Timbrel.
Fly not yet; 't is just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night And maids who love the moon.
Source: Fly not yet.
Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years,- One minute of heaven is worth them all.
Source: Paradise and the Peri.
Presents, I often say, endear absents.
Source: A Dissertation upon Roast Pig.
The red-letter days now become, to all intents and purposes, dead-letter days.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
Source: Rich and rare were the Gems she wore.
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