 | 1846 - 166 sider
...the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And our lanterns dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gaz'd on the face of the dead'. And we bitterly thought on the morrow. No useless coffin... | |
 | 1846 - 436 sider
...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 on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 316 sider
...struggling moonbeam's misty light, And our lanterns dimly burning. 8. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. 4. We thought as... | |
 | Noble Butler - 1846 - 276 sider
...An idle reason lessens the weight of the good ones you gave before. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead As we bitterly thought on the morrow. — Wolft. On the sands... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 sider
...like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. 4. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. 5. We thought, as... | |
 | 1904 - 444 sider
...eight at night, Our faces paler turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the gas-lamp's steady burning. No useless watch-chain covered his...had cut us out, With only half our trying. Lightly we 'll talk of the fellow that 's gone, And oft for the past upbraid him ; But little he 'll reck if... | |
 | Philological Society (Great Britain) - 1854 - 270 sider
...Lochiel, or with Wolfe's Burial of Sir John Moore, as in the lines, Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the fSce of the dead, And we bitterly thought on the morrow. But such a mode of... | |
 | James Chapman - 378 sider
...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 looked on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 sider
...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 on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we... | |
 | Bernard Cornwell - 2009 - 338 sider
...then looked with horror at Sharpe. Lord Cochrane reverted to poetry: "Few and short were the prayers we said. And we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow." Then His Lordship... | |
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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. 
