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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 of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the... "
Poetry and prose: with lessons on the art of reading; a suppl. to Daily ... - الصفحة 129
بواسطة Poetry - 1870
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Annual Register, المجلد 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 822
...narrow bed, Anil smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his ha And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk...that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, Bui nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has luid him. But half...

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

1813 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head,...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing he'll reck, if they'll let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half...

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

John Evans - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...CASTLK. • 439 We thought, as WR hollowed his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head,...they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold.ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'Jl reck, if they'll let him sleep on, In the grave where a...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, المجلد 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head,...billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ar.il o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, المجلد 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 502
...his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on lu the grave where a Britoa has laid him. But half of our...

The European Magazine, and London Review, المجلد 72

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 646
...And ^rnooth'4 down hi* lowly pillow, Thnt the foe And the stranger would tread , on his in-..' ' . And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk...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 where a Briton has laid him. But half our...

Blackwood's Magazine, المجلد 74

1853 - عدد الصفحات: 816
...canonisation : if there U to be worship, it must be immediate. A century destroys it ; but enmity survives. "Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But little he'll rock, if they let him Bleep on," dec. We commenced with the intention of reviewing Mr Thackeray's Lectures,...

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, المجلد 1

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 694
...And o'er liis cold ¡Lshes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the'gravc where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled the hour for retiring ; And we heard by the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 1

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 708
...of the morrow. We thought, as we hallowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Yet, Lina ! hadst thou marked, when there The lowly weed enrobed the Fair, What nameless charms—...

Spirit of the English Magazines, المجلد 2

1818 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...his narrow bed, \»i smonth'd down his lowly pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread on hi* head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ann o'er his cold ashes apluaid him. But nothing he'll rerk,if they let him sleep on, In the grave...




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