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" 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 we bitterly thought of the morrow. "
Self-culture in Reading, Speaking, and Conversation: Designed for the Use of ... - 300. oldal
szerző: William Sherwood - 1856 - 383 oldal
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The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate

1827 - 854 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly gazed on the face that Was dead, And we bitterly though t of the morrow. We thought, as...

The Medical Intelligencer: Containing Extracts from Foreign and ..., 4. kötet

1827 - 554 oldal
...enclosM his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking In- rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short...we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gaz'd on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. Wethoughtaswe hollowM his narrow...

The Edinburgh Annual Register, 18. kötet

Walter Scott - 1827 - 702 oldal
...come to an end, lie repeated the third, and said it was perfect, particularly the lines — ' ' But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.' " « I should have taken the whole/ said Shelley, ' for a rough sketch of Campbell's. « No,' replied...

Remains of the Late Rev. Charles Wolfe ...: With a Brief Memoir of His Life

Charles Wolfe, John Abraham Russell - 1827 - 500 oldal
...burning. III. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. IV. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly gazed...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 oldal
...burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, . .', But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, Aud we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes...

Exercises in Reading and Recitation

Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him;] But he lay — like a warrior taking his rest—- With his...his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow — How the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his And we far away on the billow! [head, " Lightly...

Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation. The Whole Selected ...

Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin confined bis breast, Xor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial...sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the deaJ , And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we heaped his narrow bed, And smooth'd...

Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And...

An Illustration of the Principles of Elocution ...

William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gaz'd on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 1. kötet

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 oldal
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...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...




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