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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. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring;... "
The Port Folio - Страница 259
1817
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...head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly ihcy'll speak of the spirit that'« gone, And o'er hi* cold ashes upbraid him : But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In a grave where a Union has laid him. But half of our heavy ta*k was done When the clock lold the...

The works of lord Byron

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...would trd o'er hit head And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the epiritthaf- ps-, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing he'll reck, if they Irt kii sleep on In the grave where a Briton haï laid kirn But half of our heavy task wan donr When...

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...the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. Wethoughtaswe hollowM his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our duty was yet done, When the clock toll'd...

The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate

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...dead, And we bitterly though t of the morrow. We thought, as we hallow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...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. But half of our...

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...him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead And we bitterly thought...; But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Том 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 страници
...around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought...; But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Том 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 страници
...around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought...; But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Том 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 страници
...around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead. And we bitterly thought...; But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled...

An Illustration of the Principles of Elocution ...

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...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of...

Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...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. But half of our...




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