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" Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. "
The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader - Страница 204
по James Stuart Laurie - 1863
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Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 страници
...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...that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, Bui nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has luid him. But half...

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

1813 - 410 страници
...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 tread o'er his...that's gone, And o'er his 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...

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 страници
...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 tread o'er his...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 - 492 страници
...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 tread o'er his...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
...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...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid 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...

The European Magazine, and London Review, Том 72

1817 - 646 страници
...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...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him. But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 74

1853 - 816 страници
...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 Thackeray's Lectures,...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 708 страници
...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—...

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 Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 694 страници
...bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, 1 And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that Ч gone, And o'er liis cold ¡Lshes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep...




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