 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 стор.
...the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, Bui nothing he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has luid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock toll'd the hour for retiring; And we... | |
 | 1817 - 560 стор.
...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 But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock to1 I'd the hour for retiring, And we heard the... | |
 | 1813 - 410 стор.
...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'll let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done,... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 стор.
...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 he'll...But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolf'd the hour for retiring, And we beard the distant random gun That the foe was suddenly tiring.... | |
 | 1817 - 646 стор.
..., on his in-..' ' . 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...In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half our heavy task was done. When the clock toll'd the hour for retir. i"S. And »e beard by the distant... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 стор.
...tread o'«r 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 lu the grave where a Britoa has laid him. But half of our heavy tjsk was done, When the clock toll'd... | |
 | John Evans - 1817 - 610 стор.
...of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold.ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'Jl reck, if they'll let him sleep on, In the grave where a BRITON has laid him! But half of uur heavy task was done When the clock told the hour for retiring, And we heard by the distant and... | |
 | 1817 - 708 стор.
...of Spring was sleeping in the shade of a Rose-bush. 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 And when he awoke, with friendly look on he said • " Loveliest of my children ! I In the grave where... | |
 | 1817 - 694 стор.
...far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that Ч gone, And o'er liis cold ¡Lshes upbraid him, But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the'gravc where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock tolled the... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 стор.
...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...retiring} ' And we heard by the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame... | |
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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! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him... 
