The victories of the Sutlej, a prize poem. Together with The sailor's Christimas eve, and other pieces |
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4. oldal
Her palmy days of freedom over , To British lords she bows , Whose blood -
stained sway , enthralling ever , No free - drawn breath allows . Was India made
for British power To boast her conquered THE VICTORIES OF THE SUTLEJ .
Her palmy days of freedom over , To British lords she bows , Whose blood -
stained sway , enthralling ever , No free - drawn breath allows . Was India made
for British power To boast her conquered THE VICTORIES OF THE SUTLEJ .
8. oldal
And here was one with gasping breath , Another agonized in death , And there
another groaning in his pain . But unappalled their cavalry came on , Dispersed
the Khalsas , tore their standards down , And gained the field we lately counted ...
And here was one with gasping breath , Another agonized in death , And there
another groaning in his pain . But unappalled their cavalry came on , Dispersed
the Khalsas , tore their standards down , And gained the field we lately counted ...
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There Hera Singh yields up his parting breath , The brave Sham Singh devotes
himself to death , And here again Molariach Ally Advanced , to be discomfited
and die . Yonder , whilst leading on his rallied force , Is Kisheen Singh seen
falling ...
There Hera Singh yields up his parting breath , The brave Sham Singh devotes
himself to death , And here again Molariach Ally Advanced , to be discomfited
and die . Yonder , whilst leading on his rallied force , Is Kisheen Singh seen
falling ...
26. oldal
All of a sudden here they were becalmed , The skipper ' s aspect shewed he was
alarmed ; Nine days they lay without a breath of wind , And yet the crew no hour
of rest could find . They saw strange sights , all in the dead of night , Strange ...
All of a sudden here they were becalmed , The skipper ' s aspect shewed he was
alarmed ; Nine days they lay without a breath of wind , And yet the crew no hour
of rest could find . They saw strange sights , all in the dead of night , Strange ...
41. oldal
Do men name thee and Poland in one breath , And cite ye both as images of
death ? The daughter of Erin is bitterly weeping , For on her are famine and
pestilence creeping ; The smoke ascends from the mud shebeen , as it did in
days of yore ...
Do men name thee and Poland in one breath , And cite ye both as images of
death ? The daughter of Erin is bitterly weeping , For on her are famine and
pestilence creeping ; The smoke ascends from the mud shebeen , as it did in
days of yore ...
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88. oldal - I will say to the north, Give up; and to the south, Keep not back: bring my sons from far, and my daughters from the ends of the earth; even every one that is called by my name: for I have created him for my glory, I have formed him ; yea, I have made him.
81. oldal - Arthur [his son] by my side, in the centre, about thirty yards in front of the men, to prevent their firing, and we drove the enemy without a halt from one extremity of the camp to the other, capturing thirty or forty guns as we went along, which fired at twenty paces from us, and were served obstinately. The brave men drew up in an excellent line, and cheered Gough and myself as we rode up the line, the regimental colours lowering to me as on parade. The mournful part is the heavy loss I have sustained...
81. oldal - The night of the 21st was the most extraordinary in my life. I bivouacked with the men, without food or covering, and our nights are bitter cold. A burning camp in our front, our brave fellows lying down under a heavy cannonade, which continued during the whole night, mixed with the wild cries of the Sikhs, our English hurrah ! the tramp of men, and the groans of the dying.
82. oldal - ... centre, about thirty yards in front of the men, to prevent their firing, and we drove the enemy without a halt from one extremity of the camp to the other, capturing thirty or forty guns as we went along, which fired at twenty paces from us, and were served obstinately. The brave men drew up in an excellent line, and cheered Gough and myself as we rode up the line, the regimental colours lowering to me as on parade. The mournful part is the heavy loss I have sustained in my officers. I have had...
84. oldal - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
77. oldal - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
82. oldal - ... out of twelve — placing his young son, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years of age, in the front of the line, in order that the British troops might be induced not to fire on the enemy, but drive them back by the force of the British bayonet. It was characteristic of the man
80. oldal - ... occupied a part of the enemy's camp. In the middle of the night the camp took fire, and further conflict was for a time suspended in consequence ; but as soon as it had ceased the army of Lahore brought forward their heavy artillery, and poured a most destructive fire upon our troops. The details of those occurrences have been given with admirable clearness in the despatches of both commanders ; but there have been private letters received which speak of them with less of formality, and perhaps...
81. oldal - During the night I occasionally called on our brave English soldiers to punish the Sikhs when they came too close and were impudent ; and when morning broke we went at it in true English style.
81. oldal - ... cold. A burning camp in our front, our brave fellows lying down under a heavy cannonade, which continued during, the whole night, mixed with the wild cries of the Sikhs, our English hurrah, the tramp of men, and the groans of the dying. In this state, with a handful of men who had carried the batteries the night before, I remained till morning, taking very short intervals of rest by lying down with various regiments in succession, to ascertain their temper and revive their spirits...
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| Cím | The victories of the Sutlej, a prize poem. Together with The sailor's Christimas eve, and other pieces |
| Szerző | Henry F. Brooks |
| Kiadás éve: | 1848 |
| Eredeti forrása | Oxfordi Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2006. okt. 9. |
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