 | 1817 - 560 pages
...shroud we bound him, 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...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, • And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would... | |
 | 1813 - 410 pages
...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 on the face of the dead,...we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 pages
...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...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread... | |
 | John Evans - 1817 - 610 pages
...THE DEAD, And we bitterly thought on the morrow! UPNOft CASTLK. • 439 We thought, as WR hollowed his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow,...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 nothing he'Jl... | |
 | 1817 - 708 pages
...dead, ' And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hallowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Yet, Lina ! hadst thou marked, when there The lowly weed enrobed the Fair, What nameless charms—... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 pages
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, Ar.il o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 pages
...shroud we bound him ; 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...bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, Ami smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 pages
...shroud we bound him ; 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...of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. t We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smooth1 d down his lonely pillow, That the foe and... | |
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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 or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. 
