 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets ilst the authors of all these evils were idly and...the menacing meteor which blackened all their horiz Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him J But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets ree. Since Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial... | |
 | 1844 - 452 pages
...hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By lite struggling moon-beam'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... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...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 inclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his... | |
 | William Russell - 1844 - 428 pages
...the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning." Middle Notes. " My thoughts, I must confess, are turned on peace; Already have our quarrels filled... | |
 | William Jesse - 1844 - 426 pages
...who was by his gallant soldiers, • buried " darkly at dead of night, The sod with their bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning." This rumour was, I believe, entirely without foundation, though dates and circumstances gave some appearance... | |
 | William Beattie - 1844 - 404 pages
...the reception of the other victims, in the abbey, the body of the unfortunate prince was included.* No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, they bound him. The epitaphs in the church are numerous — some curious, and all more or less illustrative... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 pages
...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,...enclosed his breast,. Nor 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... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's misty light,...enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.2 Few and... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 pages
...dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning, By the trembling moon-beams' misty light, And our lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed...breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But like a warrior taking his rest, • His martial cloak wrapt around him. Few and short were the prayers... | |
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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. 
