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" O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. "
The English Poets - Trang 324
được biên tập bởi - 1894
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Tập 1

1817 - 708 trang
...the lantern 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...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...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Tập 1

1817 - 694 trang
...the lantern 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...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...

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 trang
...lantern dimly burning ! No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor iu sheet nor in shroud we bound him , But he lay like a WARRIOR taking his rest, With...And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we stedfastly gaz'd on the face of THE DEAD, And we bitterly thought on the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. • 439 We thought,...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Tập 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 trang
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound h;m. But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his...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. We thought, as we...

The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., Tập 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 trang
...the lantern 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...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. We thought, as we...

Annual Register, Tập 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 trang
...the lantern dimly burning. Nooiseless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay 'like a warrior taking his rest,...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...

The Edinburgh Monthly Review, Tập 5

1821 - 732 trang
...the lantern 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...word 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...

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

William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 trang
...the lantern 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...word 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...

Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ...

Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 trang
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheets nor in shrouds we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With...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. Commemorates, are sublects too...

Conversations of Lord Byron: Noted During a Residence with His Lordship at ...

Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 trang
...moonbeam's misty light, ..-,. And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin confined his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow:'•• '>• •• . I But we stedfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the...




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