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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. "
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The Annual Register of World Events: A Review of the Year, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1819
...we bitterly thought of the 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 far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone. And o'er his cold...

The Port Folio

Joseph Dennie, John Elihu Hall - 1817
...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, • And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock to1 I'd the hour for retiring, And we heard...

Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ...

1813 - 195 страници
...we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing he'll reck, if they'll let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done,...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817
...his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll...him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on lu the grave where a Britoa has laid him. But half of our heavy tjsk was done, When the clock toll'd...

The European Magazine, and London Review, Том 72

1817
...And ^rnooth'4 down hi* lowly pillow, Thnt the foe And the stranger would tread , on his in-..' ' . And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk...him. But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our heavy task was done. When the clock toll'd...

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

John Evans, John Evans (M.A., Edinburgh.) - 1817
...the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. • 439 We thought, as WR hollowed his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold.ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'Jl reck, if they'll let him sleep on, In the grave where a...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817
...we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...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...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817
...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 o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Yet, Lina ! hadst thou marked, when there The lowly weed enrobed the Fair, What nameless charms—...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 74

1853
...canonisation : if there U to be worship, it must be immediate. A century destroys it ; but enmity survives. "Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But little he'll rock, if they let him Bleep on," dec. We commenced with the intention of reviewing Mr...

Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 2

1818
...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...




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