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" O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We 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, Not in sheet or in shroud... "
Selections from the British Poets - 166 ページ
1840
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Annual Register, 第 59 巻

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 ページ
...burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breatt, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him; But he lay liks a warrior taking his rest. With his martial cloak...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly pazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his...

The Port Folio

1817 - 560 ページ
...farewell shot, O'er the grave, where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's...No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around...

The Classical Journal, 第 37 巻

1828 - 358 ページ
...it is called by Yirgil VII. " No useless coffin inclosed his breast, '] . . . • Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, . . . But he lay like a warrior...taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. * * * « We spoke not a word of sorrow, But stedfastly gazed on the face that was dead." Wolfe's Ode...

Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ...

1813 - 410 ページ
...farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning,— By the struggling moonbeam's...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we bound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...

An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway ...

John Evans - 1817 - 610 ページ
...lantern dimly burning ! No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor iu sheet nor in shroud we bound him , But he lay like a WARRIOR taking his rest, With...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we stedfastly gaz'd on the face of THE DEAD, And we bitterly thought on the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. •...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, 第 1 巻

1817 - 694 ページ
...the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we...

Spirit of the English Magazines, 第 2 巻

1818 - 506 ページ
...encUxted his breast i Nor in sheets, nor in*»hnMid, we boned him Bn' he lay like a warrior taking IN - rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazrd on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thonght of the morrow. We thought, n« we hollow'd his...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 第 1 巻

1817 - 708 ページ
...accordingly inserted it among our original pieces. ED. 2 N We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 第 1 巻

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 ページ
...the grave, where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with ourbayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light,...No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound h;m. But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 第 1 巻

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 ページ
...farewell shot, O'er the grave, where ourhero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night. The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Kol in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking bis re«t, With his martial...




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