Quote#Solitude
Slowly and sadly we laid him down
Quote byCharles Wolfe · 1791–1823
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Burial of Sir John Moore..
English (original)
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.
— Charles Wolfe
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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.
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.
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!
But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried.
Thirty dayes hath Nouember, Aprill, June and September, February hath xxviii alone, And all the rest haue xxxi.
