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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. "
Stonehenge; or, The Romans in Britain, by Malachi Mouldy - Page 196
by Henry Godwin - 1842
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pages
...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. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly gazed...
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The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound 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 not a word of sorrow ; But we stediastly gazed...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 pages
...dimly burning. No useless coffin confined his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in 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 not a word of sorrow ; And we stedfastly gazed...
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volume 19

460 pages
...magnificent room, except the taste with which it is fitted up. The figure of Napoleon, as he is laid, " like a warrior taking his rest, with his martial cloak around him," is highly imposing, and strikes the beholder with reverence; while turning to the opposite side, we...
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The Rhetorical Reader Consisting of Instructions for Regulating the Voice ...

Ebenezer Porter - 1839 - 316 pages
...dimly burning. 3 No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay — 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...
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The juvenaile poetical library; selected from the works of modern British ...

Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 pages
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in 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 not a word in sorrow ; But we stedfastly gazed...
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The London Saturday journal, Volumes 1-4

1841 - 986 pages
...the stanzas : — No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet or in shroud we wound 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 not a word of sorrow, But we Btedfastly gazed...
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The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volume 35

John William Carleton - 1856 - 520 pages
...the hill-side — the Alma, Balaklava, and Inkerman — but in an honourable grave ; each sleeping " like a warrior taking his rest, with his martial cloak around him," in a soldier's grave, though destitute of " storied urn and animated bust," yet cherished in the country's...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

1840 - 368 pages
...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. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 366 pages
...dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in 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 not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed...
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