...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 nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short...

...the Caicus was a river of Mysia, and hence it is called by Yirgil VII. " No useless coffin inclosed his breast, '] . . . • Not in sheet nor in shroud...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...

...with ourbayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. 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 him. Few and short...

...even in the attitnde of repose, at once arrested the eye. Tall, athletic, and dignified, " He l.-ty like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." I saw before me one of the bravest, the most distinguished, the most trusted of the Generals who fonght...

...the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin inclos'd his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior , taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Both few and short were the pray'rs we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly...

...where our hero we buried. No useless coffin enclosed hiabreat>t, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Yn fad oedd y tebwrdd, galarnad ni fu, Tr.i ei [rorff i'r amgacrau cyrchasom ; Ni baethai un milwr,...

...After he had come to an end, he repeated the third, and said it was perfect, particularly the lines " But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, " With his martial cloak around him." " I should have taken," said Shelley, " the whole for a rough sketch of Campbell's." " No," replied...

...After he had come to an end, he repeated the third, and said it was perfect, particularly the lines " But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, " With his martial cloak around him." " I should have taken," said Shelley, " the whole for a rough sketch of Campbell's." " No," replied...

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...with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light^ And the lantern djmly burning. No useless. coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound him^ But he lay tike a warrior taking his rest, With his martiahclpak arpund him... •h Few...