 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 стор.
...rampart we hurried, Not a soldier di>charged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our baxonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless... | |
 | 1817 - 560 стор.
...rampart we hurried, Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave, where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in... | |
 | 1813 - 410 стор.
...rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning,— By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 стор.
...rampart we hurried, Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave, where ourhero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night. The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Kol in... | |
 | 1817 - 708 стор.
...preservation in a fafer repository ; and we have accordingly inserted it among our original pieces. ED. 2 N We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor... | |
 | 1818 - 506 стор.
...rampart we hurried : Not a toldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero wan fc./' M We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, . By the struggling moonoeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin encUxted his breast i Nor... | |
 | 1817 - 694 стор.
...buried him darkly at dead of night, The eads with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-benm's misty light, And the lantern 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... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 стор.
...rampart we hurried, Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. Nooiseless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor... | |
 | 1825 - 458 стор.
...raoipart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot ' O'er the grave where our hero we burial We buried him darkly at dead of night. The sods with our bayonets turning, — By the straggling moonbeam's misty llfht. And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed bis breast.... | |
 | 1818 - 596 стор.
...hero we buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By tlie struggling moon-beams' misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin inclos'd his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior , taking his... | |
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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 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... 
