Lyman Heath

American musician

Lyman Heath (mis-named in some accounts as Leonard Heath) (24 August 1804 – 30 July 1870) was an American vocalist and composer.

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  • On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows
    Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave,
    The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,
    Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave.
    The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle;
    He heeds not, he hears not, he's free from all pain;
    He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle;
    No sound can awake him to glory again!
    • The Grave of Bonaparte, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919) (incorrectly attributed as "Leonard" Heath).
  • Yet spirit immortal, the tomb can not bind thee,
    But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
    Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee
    A name which before thee no mortal hath won.
    Tho' nations may combat, and war's thunders rattle,
    No more on thy steed wilt thou sweep o’er the plain:
    Thou sleep'st thy last sleep, thou hast fought thy last battle,
    No sound can awake thee to glory again.
    • The Grave of Bonaparte, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919) (incorrectly attributed as "Leonard" Heath).
  • Oft did I wonder why the setting sun
    Should look upon us with a blushing face:
    Is't not for shame of what he hath seen done,
    Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race?
    • First Century, On the Setting Sun; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 70.
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