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" By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, . .', But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. "
The Canterbury Magazine - Side 38
1834
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Annual Register, Bind 59

Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 sider
...struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breatt, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him; But he lay liks a warrior taking his rest. With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Classical Journal, Bind 37

1828 - 358 sider
...Yirgil VII. " No useless coffin inclosed 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. * * * « We spoke not a word of sorrow, But stedfastly gazed on the face that was dead." Wolfe's Ode...
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Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ...

1813 - 410 sider
...with our bayonets turning,— By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet,...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; i But we steadfastly gazed...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Bind 1

1817 - 694 sider
...with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-benm's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Bind 1

1817 - 708 sider
...with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we stedfastly gazed...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

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

John Evans - 1817 - 610 sider
...moon-beam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning ! No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor iu sheet nor in shroud we bound him , But he lay like...taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him ! Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we stedfastly gaz'd...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 sider
...struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Kol in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking bis re«t, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 sider
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we bound h;m. But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of 'sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

Blackwood's Magazine, Bind 67

1850 - 938 sider
...even in the attitnde of repose, at once arrested the eye. Tall, athletic, and dignified, " He l.-ty like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." I saw before me one of the bravest, the most distinguished, the most trusted of the Generals who fonght...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog

The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., Bind 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 sider
...with our tmxonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet...taking his rest. With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed...
Fuld visning - Om denne bog




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