Charles Wolfe Quotes

Ireland, Poet
December 14, 1791 – February, 21, 1823.

Charles Wolfe (14 December 1791 – 21 February 1823) was an Irish poet, chiefly remembered for "The Burial of Sir John Moore after Corunna" which achieved popularity in 19th century poetry anthologies.

Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light, ne’er seen before,As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore.

Charles Wolfe
- Light
But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, with his martial cloak around him.

Charles Wolfe
- Rest
- Warrior

Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried.

Charles Wolfe
- Funeral
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
- Alone
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.

Charles Wolfe
Go, forget me - why should sorrow, O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me - and tomorrow, brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee; Sing - though I shall never hear thee.

Charles Wolfe
- Why
- Smile
- Shadow