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" But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers... "
Wiley's Elocution and Oratory: Giving a Thorough Treatise on the Art of ... - 172. oldal
szerző: Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 444 oldal
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Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ...

1813 - 410 oldal
...sorrow; i But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing he'll reck,...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 1. kötet

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 oldal
...of sorrow, But we steadfastly gaied on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...o'er his head, And we far away on the 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...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 1. kötet

1817 - 708 oldal
...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,...tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Yet, Lina ! hadst thou marked, when there The lowly weed enrobed the Fair, What nameless charms—...

An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway ...

John Evans - 1817 - 610 oldal
...thought on the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. • 439 We thought, as WR hollowed his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...o'er his head, And WE far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold.ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'Jl reck,...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 1. kötet

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 oldal
...of 'sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...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...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, 1. kötet

1817 - 694 oldal
...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,...the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, 1 And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that Ч gone, And o'er liis cold...

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

1818 - 798 oldal
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the 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 far away on tht/billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But...

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

1818 - 596 oldal
...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...o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of his spirit's that gone1. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reck,...

The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll ..., 2. kötet

William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 oldal
...of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, , But nothing he'll reck,...

The Edinburgh Monthly Review, 5. kötet

1821 - 732 oldal
...of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow; We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed...o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck...




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