The soldier's companion, or Martial recorder, consisting of biography, anecdotes, poetry [&c.].1824 |
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... corps there was no light infantry company ; upwards of 260 men being above 5 feet 11 inches high : they were formed into two grenadier companies , one on each flank of the battalion . On the peace of 1763 , the regiment was marched back ...
... corps there was no light infantry company ; upwards of 260 men being above 5 feet 11 inches high : they were formed into two grenadier companies , one on each flank of the battalion . On the peace of 1763 , the regiment was marched back ...
Side 9
... corps of the army in the place . Sometime after the troops had marched , an alarm was given that a party of french cavalry was approaching , and the men were all endeavouring , in the greatest confusion , to make off as fast as their ...
... corps of the army in the place . Sometime after the troops had marched , an alarm was given that a party of french cavalry was approaching , and the men were all endeavouring , in the greatest confusion , to make off as fast as their ...
Side 19
... corps , his Excellency wishes particularly to call the attention of the troops to the heroism and self - devotion dis- played by two privates , who being left as centinels when the party to which they belonged had retired , contrived to ...
... corps , his Excellency wishes particularly to call the attention of the troops to the heroism and self - devotion dis- played by two privates , who being left as centinels when the party to which they belonged had retired , contrived to ...
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... corps , or a regiment of the German legion ; a trait of spirit is related of him which has few examples in modern warfare , and is not exceeded by the far famed achieve- ment of Robert Bruce , in his short combat with Sir Henry Bohun ...
... corps , or a regiment of the German legion ; a trait of spirit is related of him which has few examples in modern warfare , and is not exceeded by the far famed achieve- ment of Robert Bruce , in his short combat with Sir Henry Bohun ...
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... corps when their disaster became known . The manner in which this dexterous theft was achieved long remained unknown ; but many years afterwards , when the circumstance was almost forgotten , the villagers themselves , voluntarily ...
... corps when their disaster became known . The manner in which this dexterous theft was achieved long remained unknown ; but many years afterwards , when the circumstance was almost forgotten , the villagers themselves , voluntarily ...
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The Soldier's Companion, Or Martial Recorder, Consisting of Biography ... Soldier Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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7th Hussars afterwards arms army artillery attack battalion battle of Albuera battle of Dettingen battle of Waterloo bayonet body brave bravery brigade British British army cannon Captain cavalry Colonel colours command comrades conduct corps courage dead death defended deserter detachment Duke endeavoured enemy enemy's English fame fell fire force French French officer gallant garrison gave gentleman glory Governor grenadiers ground guard hand head hero Highland honour horse Hussars immediately infantry instantly intrepidity Jemadar John Cox Hippisley killed King letter Lieutenant Lieutenant-Colonel Light Dragoons Lord Lord Wellington Majesty Majesty's Major military morning native never night non-commissioned officers o'clock o'er party present Prince prisoner rank received Regiment of Dragoons Regiment of Foot replied retired Royal Highness sent serjeant shew shot siege Siege of Gibraltar soldier soon sword took town troops valour whole wounded
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Side 122 - 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 wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Side 122 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Side 404 - MAN, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower ; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Side 225 - Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Side 93 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Side 123 - 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 — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Side 264 - AMONG the liberal donations of our countrymen to the fund for the relief of the widows and orphans of the brave men who fell in the...
Side 123 - But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Side 179 - And I looked, and rose up, and said unto the nobles, and to the rulers, and to the rest of the people, Be not ye afraid of them : remember the Lord, which is great and terrible, and fight for your brethren, your sons, and your daughters, your wives, and your houses.
Side 468 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?