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" By the 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 a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. "
The speaker: or, Miscellaneous pieces selected from the best English writers ... - Страница 352
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Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 страници
...burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breatt, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him; But he lay liks a warrior taking his rest. With his martial cloak...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly pazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his...

The Classical Journal, Том 37

1828 - 358 страници
...Mysia, and hence it is called by Yirgil VII. " No useless coffin inclosed his breast, '] . . . • Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, . . . But he...taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. * * * « We spoke not a word of sorrow, But stedfastly gazed on the face that was dead." Wolfe's Ode...

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

1813 - 410 страници
...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...prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; i But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 страници
...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...morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 708 страници
...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 stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, ' And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 694 страници
...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 stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we...

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 страници
...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...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 on the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. •...

Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 2

1818 - 506 страници
...encUxted his breast i Nor in sheets, nor in*»hnMid, we boned him Bn' he lay like a warrior taking IN - rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazrd on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thonght of the morrow. We thought, n« we hollow'd his...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 страници
...enclosed his breast, Kol in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking bis re«t, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gaied on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his...

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

1818 - 798 страници
...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...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...




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