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" 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, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him... "
The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century - Side 57
af Lyre - 1830 - 360 sider
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Annual Register, Bind 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 sider
...the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit 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 of our heavy task was done, When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring; And we...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Port Folio

1817 - 560 sider
...stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock to1 I'd the hour for retiring, And we heard the...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

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

1813 - 410 sider
...stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit 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 of our heavy task was done,...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 sider
...o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ar.il o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll...But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolf'd the hour for retiring, And we beard the distant random gun That the foe was suddenly tiring....
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The European Magazine, and London Review, Bind 72

1817 - 646 sider
...stranger would tread , on his in-..' ' . And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him....In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our heavy task was done. When the clock toll'd the hour for retir. i"S. And »e beard by the distant...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 sider
...stranger would tread o'«r his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit 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 heavy tjsk was done, When the clock toll'd...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Bind 1

1817 - 708 sider
...dew, one day of Spring was sleeping in the shade of a Rose-bush. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep And when he awoke, with friendly look on he said • " Loveliest of my children ! I In the grave where...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 sider
...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 BRITON has laid him! But half of uur heavy task was done When the clock told the hour for retiring, And we heard by the distant and...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Bind 1

1817 - 694 sider
...far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that Ч gone, 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...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Annual Register, Bind 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 sider
...stranger would tread o'er hi* head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him,...half of our heavy task was done, • When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring} ' And we heard by the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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