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" But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a... "
The Edinburgh Monthly Review - Страница 415
1821
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The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 страници
...retiring, And we beard the distant random gun That the foe was suddenly tiring. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory...a stone, — But we left him alone with his glory. ART. 11. THESPIAN REGISTER. Friday Evening, June 20. Hero of the North. — Lady of the Lake. THIS...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 708 страници
...thedistantand random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, Frpm the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. [ grant i 1 Then, adorn me with a new grace"— thereupon entreated the Spirit of the Rosebush. And...

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 страници
...suddenly firing ! Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his FAME fresh and gory, We carv'd not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his OLOKY ! UPNOR CASTLE, on the opposite side of the river, next presented itself, built by Queen Elizabeth....

Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 2

1818 - 506 страници
...the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame, fn sli and gory, We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, Bat we left him alone in hi* glory. PARAPHRASE OF PSALM XC. Frcii the New « .1. I, >!«..i,.- •...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 694 страници
...firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory: We carved not я line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with hin glory. THE MOSS ROSE. • (Prom the German of Krummadier.) JEitEWiin.K, in Orient's sunny clime....

Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 страници
...we heard by the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. MR. MR. CAMPBELL'S ODE ON THE RETIREMENT :F MR. JP KEMBLE. Pride of the British stage, A long and last...

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

1818 - 798 страници
...und random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid hin. down, From the Held of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. MR. CAMPBELL'S ODE ON THE RETIREMENT OF MR. JP КЕМ BLE. Pride of the British stage, A long and last...

The Kaleidoscope: or, Literary and scientific mirror, Том 5

1825 - 458 страници
...random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down. From the field of nil fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, we raised...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. * See our preparatory remarks. t We have frequently published thlj very talHK<*P> Edit. Kit. fix feeling...

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

British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...we heard by the distant and random guq, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. Sir John Moore, was killed by a cannon shot in the moment of victory, at the battle of Corunna, Jan....

The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

1822 - 418 страници
...sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line, we rais'd not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. THE SOLITARY TOMB. BARTON. Nor a leaf of the tree which stood near me was Nor a farewell note from a sweet-singing...




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