 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 страници
...buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless...enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we wound him ; But he lay, like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страници
...buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless...enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we wound him ; But he lay, like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and... | |
 | Edmund Henry Barker - 1852 - 360 страници
...buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around... | |
 | William Shannon - 1852 - 294 страници
...night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeams' misty light, And our lanterns dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страници
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enelosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we wound him ; But he lay, like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial eloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 страници
...buried him darkly at dead of night, The soda with our bayonets turning. By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial... | |
 | Edmund Henry Barker - 1852 - 346 страници
...buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his bieast, Nor in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 страници
...buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless...enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short... | |
 | J H. Aitken - 1853 - 378 страници
...night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's dusky light, And our lanterns dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast. Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay — like a warrior taking his rest — With his martial cloak around him ! Few... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 страници
...lantern cliinly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak avound him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow : But we steadfastly... | |
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By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. 
