 | John Sydney Taylor - 1843 - 568 страници
...Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'U reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where...But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun, Of the enemy sullenly firing.... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 страници
...the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we, far away o'er the billow. 6. Lightly they'll speak of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes...reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where his comrades have laid him. 7. Not the half of our heavy fcisk was done 8. Slowly and sadly we laid... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 страници
...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...he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where his comrades have laid him. 20* Not the half of our heavy task was done, When the bell loll'd the hour... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er bis head, And we far away on the billow ! e to the murmurs of the Atlantic wave? Is That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame freeh... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 страници
...! they '11 talk of the spirit that '3 gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reok, That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sailly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh... | |
 | 1844 - 402 страници
...And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on In the ground where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy...retiring -; And we heard the distant and random gun That the fee was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame, fresh... | |
 | Samuel Maunder - 1844 - 544 страници
...billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him : But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave...But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled the hour for retiring: And we heard by the distant random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing.... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 страници
...lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy, suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 страници
...lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...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... | |
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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;... 
