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Quotes by Charles Wolfe
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.— filed under Forgetfulness
of a Ruined Man. But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.— filed under Death
Moore. 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 passed, That time would e'er be o'er When I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more!— filed under Death
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried.— filed under Occupations-Navigation
No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.— filed under Occupations-Navigation