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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. "
A Thousand and One Gems of English Poetry - Trang 273
bởi Charles Mackay - 1896 - 633 trang
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The Modern British Plutarch; Or, Lives of Men Distinguished in the Recent ...

William Cooke Taylor - 1849 - 420 trang
...night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lanthern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast,...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. * One of the surgeons in attendance. We thought...

The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory Observations

George Croly - 1849 - 416 trang
...struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed 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 : But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed...

The Juvenile companion, and Sunday-school hive [afterw.] The Sunday ..., Tập 5-6

1856 - 666 trang
...misty light, And the lanterns dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior...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...

The literary class book; or, Readings in English literature

Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 trang
...buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the*truggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning....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 ! We thought, as we hollow'd his...

The speaker: or, Miscellaneous pieces selected from the best English writers ...

William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 trang
...darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, But he lay like...word 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 smooth'd...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 trang
...light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in sliroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his...steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we Utterly thought of the iBorrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely...

Arundines Cami; sive, Musarum Cantabrigiensium lusus canori, collegit atque ...

Cam river - 1851 - 380 trang
...moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthorn dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed 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 ; But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, As we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed...

First Book of Poetry for Elementary Schools

Frederic Charles Cook - 1851 - 118 trang
...sheet, nor in shroud we wound him : But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial coat around him. Few and short were the prayers we said,...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, The foe and the stranger would tread...

The New American Speaker: A Collection of Oratorical and Dramatical Pieces ...

John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 trang
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound liiin ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his...word 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...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 trang
...shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. V Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...




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