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" Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. "
The Port Folio - Страница 259
1817
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School Reader: 4th book

Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 316 страници
...16 1809, by the French.] 1. NOT a drum was heard, nor a funeral note, As his corse to the ramparts we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave, where our hero we buried. 2. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The turf with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's...

Dolman's magazine [ed. by M.G. Keon and E. Price]., Том 4

Miles Gerald Keon - 1846 - 608 страници
...HI ,4 1. OF SIB JOHN MOORE. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the ramparts we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. DCCIS EX8EQUUB. Buccina mil hi dedit, nee tristem naenia vocem, In vallem tulimus nos ubi membra Ducis...

The Torch

412 страници
...BURIAL OF SIR JOHX MOOSE. " Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note, As his corpse to the ramparts we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried.1* No piece of modern fugitive poetry has created so much controversy, or attracted so much...

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

Book - 1847 - 216 страници
...Eternal sunshine settles on its head. GOLDSMITH. BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE. NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried...buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And our lantern dimly burning....

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

Book - 1847 - 206 страници
...Eternal sunshine settles on its head. GOLDSMITH. BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE. NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried...buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And our lantern dimly burning....

Hamilton's Campaign with Moore and Wellington During the Peninsular War

Anthony Hamilton (of the 43rd Light Infantry.) - 1847 - 176 страници
...BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE " Not a drum wag heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampar^we- hurried!. Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot,...buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with sur bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless...

The Fourth Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed for the ...

Salem Town - 1847 - 420 страници
...perfect in the language," was born in Dublin in 1791, and died in 1823.] 1. NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried...farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. 2. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moon-beam's...

The Genius of Scotland: Or Sketches of Scottish Scenery, Literature and Religion

Robert Turnbull - 1847 - 396 страници
...Wolfe's exquisite lyric, — " Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corpse to the ramparts we hurried, Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave where our hero we buried." Sir John Moore was a citizen of Glasgow, and his townsmen have erected this statue as expressive of...

Songs of Ireland and Other Lands: Being a Collection of the Most Popular ...

1847 - 906 страници
...funeral note, As his corse to the ramparts we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O 'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning....

Lessons in Enunciation: Comprising a Course of Elementary Exercises, and a ...

William Russell - 1848 - 94 страници
...on the forest or hill, No sound but the lullaby sung by the rill.' EXERCISES ON PITCH. Lam Notes. ' Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note As his corse...buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.'...




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