 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,...  Selections from the British Poets - Страница 1671840Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 страница
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. V THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. A / . BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 страница
...away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that 's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But half of our heavy task was done, When the...heard the distant and random gun That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We... | |
 | Old Humphrey - 1842 - 366 страница
...cold ashes upbraid him, But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. ' But half of our heavy task was done...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.' " " They are beautifiil lines indeed." " Lord Paget, now Marquess... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825 - 622 страница
...ashes upbraid hirr^, — But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on Jn the grave where a Briton has laid him. " But half of our heavy task was done,...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But wo left him alone with his glory !" It is impossible... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 страница
...cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Brilon has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done,...heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sad we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory, We carved... | |
 | 1842 - 504 страница
...toll'd the hour for retiring; And we heard, by the distant and random gun, That the (be was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down — From...of his fame, fresh and gory. We carved not a line — we raised not a stone— » But left him alone in his glory. ' 350 THOMAS HOOD. THIS poet, who... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1849 - 316 страница
...the hour for retiring, And we heard by the distant, random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. 6. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field...of his fame, fresh and gory ! We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, '*. But left him alone with his glory ! QUESTIONS. — 1. Who was Sir John Moore1?... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 страница
...cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done,...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory ! WOLFE. THE ROSE. THE rose had been washed, just washed in a shower,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страница
...cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton expected bag, pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted...to some ; To him indifferent whether grief or joy. freeh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with his... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страница
...cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reok, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton sailly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised... | |
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