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" Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. 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... "
Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ... - Страница 146
1813 - 195 страници
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Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 страници
...Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly pazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of...morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, Anil smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his ha And we...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 страници
...Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gaied on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of...billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ar.il o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 страници
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of 'sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,...pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 708 страници
...around him. Few and short were the prayers 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 hallowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 694 страници
...around him. Few and short were the prayers 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 billowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 2

1818 - 506 страници
...his narrow bed, \»i smonth'd down his lowly pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread on hi* head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ann o'er his cold ashes apluaid him. But nothing he'll rerk,if they let him sleep on, In the grave...

The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1818 - 798 страници
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead,...morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, Ami smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we...

Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 страници
...martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers 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 we hollowed his narrow bed, And smooth1 d down his lonely pillow, That the foe and...

Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., Томове 1–3

1818 - 596 страници
...few and short were the pray'rs 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 hollow'd his scanty bed, And smooth'd down his narrow pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...dead, And we bitterly thought on the morrow. We thought^ as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smuoth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread e'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's goirc, And...




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