 His trembling voice grew faint and hoarse, his grasp was childish weak, His eyes put on a dying look, he sighed and ceased to speak : His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled — The soldier of the Legion in a foreign land...  The Eclectic Review - Side 714redigeret af - 1845Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sider
...bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled, — The soldier of the Legion in a foreign land is dead; And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly...down On the red sand of the battle-field, with bloody corses strown; Yet calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine, As it shone on distant... | |
 | 1846 - 460 sider
...His eyes put on a dying look, — he sighed and ceased to speak ; His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled, — The Soldier of the...and calmly she looked down, On the red sand of the battle field, with bloody corpses strown, Yea, calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed... | |
 | 1847 - 300 sider
...dying look, — he sighed and ceased to speak: His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly she looked down On the red sand of a battle-field, with bloody corpses strown ; Yea, calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 568 sider
...His eyes put on a dying look, — he sighed, and ceased to speak ; His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled — The soldier of the...down On the red sand of the battle-field, with bloody corses strewn ! Yes, calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine, As it shone on distant... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 sider
...His eyes put on a dying look, — he sighed, and ceased to speak ; His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled — The soldier of the...down On the red sand of the battle-field, with bloody corses strewn ! Yes, calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine, As it shone on distant... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1852 - 584 sider
...eyes put on a dying look, He sigh'd and ceased to speak ; His comrade bent to lift him, But the epark of life had fled — The soldier of the Legion In...! And the soft moon rose up slowly, And calmly she look'd down On the red sand of the battle field, With bloody corses strewn — Vea, calmly on that... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1852 - 610 sider
...weak, His eyes put on a dying look, He sigh'd and ceased to speak ; His comrade bent to lift him, But the spark of life had fled — The soldier of the...In a foreign land was dead ! And the soft moon rose np slowly, And calmlv she look'd down On the red sand of the battle field, With bloody corses strewn... | |
 | Caroline Sheridan Norton - 1854 - 408 sider
...voice grew faint and hoarser, — his grasp was childish weak, — His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled — The soldier of the...! And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly she look'd down On the red sand of the battle-field, with bloody corses strewn ; Yea, calmly on that dreadful... | |
 | 1854 - 576 sider
...him, but the spark of life had fled — ^ Tin! soldier of the Legion in a foreign land was dead ! ,J And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly she looked...down On the red sand of the battle-field, with bloody corses strewn ! Yes, calmly on that dreadful scene her pale light seemed to shine, As it shone on distant... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 sider
...His eyes put on a dying look, — he sigh'd and ceased to speak : His comrade bent to lift him, but the spark of life had fled,— The soldier of the...! And the soft moon rose up slowly, and calmly she look'd down On the red sand of the battle field, with bloody corpses strown ; Yea, calmly on that dreadful... | |
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