 | William Butler Yeats - 2000 - 324 стор.
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow bed. And smooth' d down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him,-^ But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant... | |
 | Benedict Richard O'Gorman Anderson - 2005 - 276 стор.
...rest, With his martial cloak around him... 5. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...tread o'er his head And we far away on the billow... 8. Slowly and sadly es laid him down. From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line,... | |
 | 2013 - 249 стор.
...his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er Ms head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll...that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him," 85. THE VICTOEY... | |
 | M. B. Synge - 2013 - 249 стор.
...gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er Ms head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er Ms... | |
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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. 
