...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...

...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...

...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,...

...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...

...those wayward ones, who now try your patience, will say in some future time, as I say of this dear " friend of my better days " — '• None knew thee but to love thee, None named tbee but to praise." Is it said I have drawn too perfect a character, because without faults....

...his father's neck, and he expired. Thus died he, of whom I may say with truth, as I do with tears, " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, Or named thee but to praise." LOUGH DEARG PILGRIM. THERE is no specimen of Irish superstition equal...

...weep thee, Nor thoughts nor words are free, The grief is fixed too deeply That mourns a man like thee. Green be the turf above thee . friend of my better days! "None knew thce but to love thf e , !9one named thee "but to praise . THE TRUMPET. BY OW PATTEN. FIERCE tempter...

...wrote for the New York Review, then edited by BBYANT, the lines to his memory, beginning — - • Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better...knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to pratse." Near the close of the year 1819, HALLECK published "Fanny," his longest poem, which has since...

...and Fame's ; One of the few, th' immortal names, That were not born to die ! FITZ-OREEN HALLECK. 13. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days; None knew thee but to love thee, Nor nam'd thee but to praise. FITZ-GREEN HALLECK. 14. She liv'd as lives a peaceful dove, She died as blossoms...

...stood there, of Halleek's beautiful lines upon one more widely known, but not more tenderly loved : " Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise." Reader, the above is no fancy sketch ; those who can turn their thoughts...