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" We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head; And we far away on the billow! "
The Modern Poetical Speaker; Or, a Collection of Pieces Adapted for ... - Page 306
by Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845
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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., Volumes 1-3

1818 - 596 pages
...his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reck, if they'll let him sleep on In the grave whore a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring-; And we heard the distant and random gun, That tue foe was suddenly firing....
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The Kaleidoscope: or, Literary and scientific mirror, Volume 5

1825 - 458 pages
...and the stranger would tread o'er kfc »». And we far away on the butow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him , But nothing hell reck, if they let him sleep him «" In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...

1818 - 798 pages
...and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on tht/billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has hud him. But half of our...
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Annual Register, Volume 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 pages
...and the stranger would tread o'er hi* 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'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him, But half of our...
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Travels in England, France, Spain, and the Barbary States: In the Years 1813 ...

Mordecai Manuel Noah - 1819 - 508 pages
...nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior takmg his rest, AVi'li his martial cloak around him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing....
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British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's goirc, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where...But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring ; And we heard by the distant and random guq, That the foe was suddenly...
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The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll ..., Volume 2

William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 pages
...and the stranger would 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'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of...
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Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ...

Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pages
...foe and the stranger would tread on 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'll reck if they let him sleep on, In tim grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our...
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The Edinburgh Monthly Review, Volume 5

1821 - 732 pages
...and the stranger would 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'll reck if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of...
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The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

1822 - 418 pages
...the stranger would 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'll reck, if they let him sleep or., In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of...
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