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" Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. "
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An essay on elocution: designed for the use of schools and private learners

Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 341 страници
...thought' . . of the morrow'. We thought', as we hollowed his narrow bed', And smoothed down his lowly pillow', That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head'. And we' ... far away o'er the billow'. Lightly they'll speak of the spirit that's gone', And o'er his cold ashes' . . upbraid...

The Universal Songster and Museum of Mirth: A Collection of Popular Songs

1835 - 312 страници
...he lay like a warrior taking his rest, We thought as we heap'd the narrow bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our heavy task was done, When the clock told...

Tales of the wars; or, Naval and military chronicle, Томове 1–2

1836
...we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, aa we hollowed his narrow bed. And smoothed down his lonely pillow. That the foe and the stranger would...him. But nothing he'll reck If they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid hini. ' But half of our heavy task was done. When the clock...

The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838
...we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his harrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...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...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...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 would...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...

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

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow hed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would...of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes uphraid him ; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid...

The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry; Consisting of ...

1838 - 336 страници
...morrow — 6. We thought — as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow — How the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head. And we far away on the billow ! 6. " Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing...

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

Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 304 страници
...5 We thought — as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow — How the/oe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! 6 " Lightly they '11 talk of the spirit that 's gone-, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing...

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

Ebenezer Porter - 1839 - 304 страници
...5 We thought — as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow — How the/6e and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! 6 " Lightly they '11 talk of the spirit that 's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing...

Grace Darling, the maid of the Isles [by J. Vernon].

Jerrold Vernon, Grace Horsley Darling - 1839
...ill-supported expedition, the major gave the meed of admiration, with a sigh to his memory and untimely fate. "Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid bun ; But nothing he'll reck if they'll let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him."...




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