 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. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring...  Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson - Стр. 552авторы: Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - Страниц: 597Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1841 - Страниц: 986
...sorrow, But we Btedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. • * • Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory ! FATAL SENSIBILITY. A TALE OF THE AFFECTIONS. FOUNDED ON FACT. CHARLES ENFIELD was the son of a respectable... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 368
...But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone* But left him alone with his glory. IF I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for thee ;... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - Страниц: 374
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; Aud we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - Страниц: 366
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. V THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. A / . BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories... | |
 | Cam river - 1841 - Страниц: 318
...where a Briton has laid him. But half of our dreary task was done, When the clock told the hour of retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun,...of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory. WOLFE. HEY MY CHICKEN. HEY my chicken, my... | |
 | Old Humphrey - 1842 - Страниц: 366
...little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. ' But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.' " " They are beautifiil lines indeed." " Lord Paget, now Marquess of Anglesey, must ever rank as one... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825 - Страниц: 622
...little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on Jn the grave where a Briton has laid him. " But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But wo left him alone with his glory !" It is impossible... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1842 - Страниц: 352
...retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sad we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh...line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone wilh his glory. COWPER. Born 1731— Died 1800. The Biographers of Cowper are fond of tracing his origin... | |
 | 1843 - Страниц: 368
...But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the...Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of liis fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But left him alone with... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Страниц: 108
...little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory ! WOLFE. THE ROSE. THE rose had been washed, just washed in a shower, Which Mary to Anna conveyed ;... | |
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