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" Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. "
The English Poets - Trang 324
được biên tập bởi - 1894
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 trang
...clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the...line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory. THE TRAVELLER'S RETURN. — Southey. SwEET to the morning traveller The song amid the...

In honorem, songs of the brave, poems and odes by Campbell [and others].

Honor - 1856 - 94 trang
...When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...raised not a stone But we left him alone with his glory ! YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND: A NATAL ODE. BY THOMAS CAMPBELL. I. YE Mariners of England ! That guard our...

A collection of poems from various authors, fo young persons

Collection - 1856 - 120 trang
..."When the clock struck the hour for retiring ,And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory ! The Dying Christian to his Soul. Vital spark of henvcnly flame ! Unit, oh quit (his mortal frame...

Songs of the Brave: The Soldier's Dream, and Other Poems and Odes

Honor, Thomas Campbell - 1856 - 108 trang
...When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...raised not a stone But we left him alone with his glory ! YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND A NAVAL ODE. BY THOMAS CAMPBELL. I. 21 Whose flag has braved, a thousand years,...

The Irish Quarterly Review, Tập 6

1856 - 1492 trang
...When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down....not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory .' Wolfe was always remarkable for the more than fastidious judgment which he exercised upon his own...

Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 trang
...When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. WOLFE. LINKS WRITTEN IN THE CHURCH YAED OF RICHMOND, YORKSHIRE. " It is good for us to be here : if...

Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J ...

Joseph Payne - 1856 - 518 trang
...of these two lines is : — " And we heard hy the distant and random gun That the foe was suddenly firing." Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the...stone — • But we left him alone with his glory ! Wolfe. THE HAUNTED HOUSE.1 A ROMANCE. SOME dreams we have are nothing else but dreams, Unnatural,...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 trang
...When the elock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...stone — But we left him alone with his glory.' SONG. — TO MARY.a If I had thought thou couldat have dicd, I might not weep for thee ; But I forgot, when...

Principles of Elocution

Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 trang
...the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...a stone — But we left him alone with his glory. WOLFE. 6. THE CHAMELEON. OFT has it been my lot to mark A proud, conceited, talking spark, With eyes...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, Tập 1808

Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 trang
...When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random g\m Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory ! ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. THE POET'S BRIDAL-DAY SONG. OH ! my love's like the steadfast sun, Or streams that...




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