Quote#Wisdom
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade
Quote byThomas Moore · 1779–1852
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Irish Melodies (1807–1834), Oh Breathe Not His Name, st. 1..
English (original)
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid.
— Thomas Moore
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