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Charles Wolfe (1791 – 1823)


Irish poet.
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Charles Wolfe
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.
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Yet there was round thee such a dawn
Of light, ne’er seen before,
As fancy never could have drawn,
And never can restore.
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Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory;
We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone,
But we left him alone with his glory.




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Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
As his corse to the rampart we hurried.
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But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him.
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Go, forget me! why should sorrow
O’er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me, and to-morrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing!
Smile,—though I shall not be near thee;
Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!
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