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" Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. "
A History of Literature in America - Page 162
by Barrett Wendell, Chester Noyes Greenough - 1904 - 443 pages
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The Literary and Scientific Repository, and Critical Review, Volume 2

1821 - 502 pages
...amiable, the intelligent and the virtuous. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! i None knew thee, but to love thee, Nor named thee, but to praise. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep ; And long, where thou art lying, Will tears...
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The Spy; a Tale of the Neutral Ground: Referring to Some Particular ...

James Fenimore Cooper - 1825 - 328 pages
...swinging in the wind, until chance directed the footsteps of some straggler to the place. 257 CHAPTER X. " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise." HaUtck. WHILE the scenes and events that we have recorded were occurring, Captain Lawton led his small...
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Alnwick Castle, with Other Poems, Issue 2

Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1827 - 76 pages
...no triumph-hours, save on the battle day ? ON THE DEATH OF JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE, OP NEW-YORK, SEPT. 1820. GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou art lying, Will tears...
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The Christian examiner and Church of Ireland magazine

1828 - 502 pages
...father's neck, and he expired. Thus died he, of whom I may say with truth, as I do with tears, " Gieen be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, Or named thee but to praise." WILTON. MEMORANDA OF TRAVELS IN TURKEY. We insert the following extract...
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The Quarterly Christian Spectator

1829 - 742 pages
...poet, haunting our memory, and rising unconsciously to our lips : — " Green be the turf above thcc, Friend of my better days; None knew thee but to love thee, None nam'd thee but to praise." ****** '' When hearts whose home was heaven. Like thine, are laid in...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 2

1835 - 842 pages
...tender sentiment and simplicity. This poem consists merely of six quatrains, and we quote them in full. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, ]NTor named thee but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long,...
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The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems

Joseph Rodman Drake - 1835 - 226 pages
...The good die first, And they, whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." WORDSWORTH. GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. 38 ON THE DEATH OF J. RODMAN DRAKE. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And...
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American Quarterly Review, Volume 19

Robert Walsh - 1836 - 530 pages
...written in September, 1820, after the death of Joseph Rodman Drake, the intimate friend of our author. " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. " Tears fell, when thou" wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou art lying, Will...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volume 2

1836 - 802 pages
...tender sentiment and simplicity. This poem consists merely of six quatrains, and we quote them in full. Green be the. turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named tliee but to praise. Tears fell when tliou wert dying, From eyes unused to \\eep, And long, where ihou...
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Alnwick Castle: With Other Poems

Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1836 - 112 pages
...summer dust, Burn to the socket." GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! WORDSWORTH. None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell, when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou art lying, Will tears...
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