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212. oldal
... I'll go , my chief , I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright , But for your winsome lady :' And by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white I'll row you o'er the ferry .
... I'll go , my chief , I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright , But for your winsome lady :' And by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white I'll row you o'er the ferry .
238. oldal
Out spoke the victor then As he hail'd them o'er the wave , • Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save :So peace instead of death let us bring : But yield , proud foe , thy fleet With the crews , at England's feet ...
Out spoke the victor then As he hail'd them o'er the wave , • Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save :So peace instead of death let us bring : But yield , proud foe , thy fleet With the crews , at England's feet ...
247. oldal
T. Moore CCLXII THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE AT CORUNNA Not a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corpse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried .
T. Moore CCLXII THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE AT CORUNNA Not a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corpse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried .
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