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" By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, "With his martial cloak around him. "
The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th] - Страница 116
1825
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