 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 ページ
...dimly hurning. No useless coffin enclosed his hreast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial...word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow hed, And... | |
 | Hugh Berrington - 1998 - 250 ページ
...and who was his predecessor as leader, stands alone. Even the poll tax was buried, at dead of night. 'Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow.'12 Our Rip van Winkle would have wondered whether Conservative fratricide was something borrowed... | |
 | John Beatty - 1998 - 404 ページ
...recur to us: " No useless coffin inclosed his breast; Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. * * * * Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not... | |
 | Bernard Cornwell - 2009 - 338 ページ
...my Lord." "You don't!" Cochrane sounded astonished, then again assumed his declamatory pose: "But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him" "The verses, you understand, refer to the burial of Sir John Moore. Did you know Moore?" "I met him,"... | |
 | Kenneth O. Hall, Denis Benn - 2005 - 373 ページ
...rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. The Bennett parody reads thus: JAMAICAN: Not a stone was fling, not a samfie sting, Not a soul gwan... | |
 | Khin Myo Chit (Daw) - 2005 - 136 ページ
...transported over the fence to the people inside, while the mourners and friends remained out-side."Few and short were the prayers we said, and we spoke not a word of sorrow." But these incidents are nothing when compared to the one I have almost withheld, out of sheer delicacy.... | |
 | Edward T. Cotham - 2009 - 224 ページ
...light, And our lanterns dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we breathed but a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And bitterly thought on the morrow. No useless coffins confined their breasts, Nor in sheets nor in shrouds... | |
 | 2013 - 249 ページ
...with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthom dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we bollow'd his narrow bed And... | |
 | M. B. Synge - 2013 - 249 ページ
...dead. And 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 tread o'er Ms head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er Ms... | |
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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. 
