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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. "
Journal of the conversations of lord Byron ... in the years 1821 and 1822 - Сторінка 167
автори: Thomas Medwin - 1824
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The Classical Journal, Том 37

1828 - 358 стор.
...No useless coffin inclosed 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. * * * « We spoke not a word of sorrow, But stedfastly gazed on the face that was dead." Wolfe's Ode...
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Accepted Addresses; Or, Proemium Poetarum: To which are Added, Macbeth ...

1813 - 410 стор.
...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 around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; i But we steadfastly gazed...
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An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway ...

John Evans - 1817 - 610 стор.
...lantern dimly burning ! No useless coffin inclosed his breast, Nor iu 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 stedfastly gaz'd...
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The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 стор.
...lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in 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 not a word of 'sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed...
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The Edinburgh Monthly Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 694 стор.
...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 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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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1

1817 - 708 стор.
...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 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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Blackwood's Magazine, Том 67

1850 - 938 стор.
...even in the attitnde of repose, at once arrested the eye. Tall, athletic, and dignified, " He l.-ty like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." I saw before me one of the bravest, the most distinguished, the most trusted of the Generals who fonght...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 798 стор.
...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 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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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in ..., Томи 1 – 3

1818 - 596 стор.
...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 rest, With his martial cloak around him. Both few and short were the pray'rs we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we stedfastly...
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Annual Register, Том 59

Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 стор.
...lantern dimly burning. Nooiseless 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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