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" 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. "
The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review - Side 286
1817
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Forest and Other Gleanings: The Fugitive Writings of Catharine Parr Traill

Catherine Parr Strickland Traill - 1994 - 250 sider
...how did you feel when hearing, and sight, and speech were all shut out?" asked Kate Dalton. "I felt like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." "Nonsense, my dear; but how did you feel? Do tell me." "Exactly like a person who had been buried alive,...
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Famous Poems from Bygone Days

Martin Gardner - 1995 - 177 sider
...lantern dimly hurning. No useless coffin enclosed his hreast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his...word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow hed, And...
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Britain in the Nineties: The Politics of Paradox

Hugh Berrington - 1998 - 231 sider
...and who was his predecessor as leader, stands alone. Even the poll tax was buried, at dead of night. 'Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow.'12 Our Rip van Winkle would have wondered whether Conservative fratricide was something borrowed...
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The Citizen-soldier: The Memoirs of a Civil War Volunteer

John Beatty - 1998 - 385 sider
...Wolfe recur to us: " No useless coffin inclosed his breast; Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. * * * * Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not...
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Sharpe's Devil: Napoleon and South America, 1820-1821

Bernard Cornwell - 2009 - 336 sider
...Sharpe?" "No, my Lord." "You don't!" Cochrane sounded astonished, then again assumed his declamatory pose: "But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him" "The verses, you understand, refer to the burial of Sir John Moore. Did you know Moore?" "I met him,"...
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13 Carat Diamond and Other Stories

Khin Myo Chit (Daw) - 2005 - 128 sider
...transported over the fence to the people inside, while the mourners and friends remained out-side."Few and short were the prayers we said, and we spoke not a word of sorrow." But these incidents are nothing when compared to the one I have almost withheld, out of sheer delicacy....
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Inicios de una literatura regional: la narrativa antioqueña de la segunda ...

2005 - 788 sider
...aquel pasaje sublime "La inhumación de Sir John Moore", descrito por Wolfe en estos versos inmortales: "But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him".z Venciendo el miedo con el despecho, pues la fámula detestaba a Mardoqueo tanto como su esposa,...
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The Pushkin Handbook

David M. Bethea - 2005 - 665 sider
...have been cut). 28. His "The Burial of Sir John Moore" (1817) is quoted in Journey to Arzrum: ". . . like a warrior taking his rest / With his martial cloak around him" (Pushkin, Pss, 8:450). This poem, known in Russia through L Kozlov's translation, was published for...
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The Southern Journey of a Civil War Marine: The Illustrated Note-Book of ...

Edward T. Cotham, Jr. - 2009 - 223 sider
...light, And our lanterns dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we breathed but a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And bitterly thought on the morrow. No useless coffins confined their breasts, Nor in sheets nor in shrouds...
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The Struggle for Sea Power, Book IV of the Story of the World

2013 - 248 sider
...with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthom dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we bollow'd his narrow bed And...
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