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" Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. "
The Port Folio - Страница 260
по Joseph Dennie, John Elihu Hall - 1817
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...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...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, — But left him alone with his glory. IK I had thought thou couldst have...

The Book of Gems: The Poets and Artists of Great Britain

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...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...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, — But left him alone with his glory. IK I had thought thou couldst have...

The London Saturday journal

1841
...sorrow, But we Btedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. • * • Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory ! FATAL SENSIBILITY. A TALE OF THE...

The Rhetorical Reader: Consisting of Instructions for Regulating the Voice ...

Ebenezer Porter - 1839 - 304 страници
...let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him." 7 But half of our heavy task was done, g) Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory! We carved not a lme, we raised not a stone, But left him — alone with his glory! Wolfe. EXERCISE 30. Eve lamenting...

Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840
...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...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone* But left him alone with his glory. IF I had thought thou couldst have died,...

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1841
...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 suddenly firing. Slowly...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. WHAT, then, is...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 344 страници
...the clock told the hour for retiring ; Aud we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. BY THOMAS MACAULEY....

The lyre, fugitive poetry of the 19th century

Lyre - 1841
...the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. V THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. A / . BY...

Soldiers and Sailors: Or, Anecdotes, Details, and Recollections of Naval and ...

Old Humphrey - 1842 - 340 страници
...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...of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.' " " They are beautifiil lines indeed."...

The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Том 7

Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825
...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 carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But wo left him alone with his glory !" It is impossible...




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