| Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 páginas
...tolled the hour for 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...of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. HOME. I KNEW my father's chimney top,... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1839 - 316 páginas
...let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him." 7 But half of our heavy task was done, g) Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory! We carved not a lme, we raised not a stone, But left him — alone with his glory! Wolfe. EXERCISE 30. Eve lamenting... | |
| 1840 - 368 páginas
...cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone* But left him alone with his glory. IF I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for thee ;... | |
| Lyre - 1841 - 366 páginas
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. V THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. A / . BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories... | |
| Lyre - 1841 - 374 páginas
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; Aud we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are... | |
| Cam river - 1841 - 318 páginas
...where a Briton has laid him. But half of our dreary task was done, When the clock told the hour of retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun,...of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory. WOLFE. HEY MY CHICKEN. HEY my chicken, my... | |
| Book - 1841 - 164 páginas
...away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that 's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But half of our heavy task was done, When the...heard the distant and random gun That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We... | |
| Old Humphrey - 1842 - 366 páginas
...cold ashes upbraid him, But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. ' But half of our heavy task was done...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.' " " They are beautifiil lines indeed." " Lord Paget, now Marquess of Anglesey, must ever rank as one... | |
| Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825 - 622 páginas
...ashes upbraid hirr^, — But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on Jn the grave where a Briton has laid him. " But half of our heavy task was done,...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But wo left him alone with his glory !" It is impossible... | |
| Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 páginas
...cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Brilon has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done,...heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was suddenly firing. Slowly and sad we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory, We carved... | |
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