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" Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And... "
Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ... - 146. oldal
1813 - 195 oldal
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Annual Register, 59. kötet

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 oldal
...Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly pazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of...morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, Anil smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his ha And we...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 1. kötet

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 oldal
...Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gaied on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of...billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ar.il o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 1. kötet

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 oldal
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of 'sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,...pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 1. kötet

1817 - 708 oldal
...around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, ' And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hallowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, 1. kötet

1817 - 694 oldal
...around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we billowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

Spirit of the English Magazines, 2. kötet

1818 - 506 oldal
...his narrow bed, \»i smonth'd down his lowly pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread on hi* head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ann o'er his cold ashes apluaid him. But nothing he'll rerk,if they let him sleep on, In the grave...

The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1818 - 798 oldal
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,...morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, Ami smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we...

Annual Register, 59. kötet

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 oldal
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. t We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smooth1 d down his lonely pillow, That the foe and...

Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., 1-3. kötet

1818 - 596 oldal
...few and short were the pray'rs we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly gaz'd on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his scanty bed, And smooth'd down his narrow pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820 - 280 oldal
...dead, And we bitterly thought on the morrow. We thought^ as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smuoth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread e'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's goirc, And...




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