 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 Port Folio - Σελίδα 2591817Πλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Khin Myo Chit (Daw) - 2005 - 136 σελίδες
...transported over the fence to the people inside, while the mourners and friends remained out-side."Few and short were the prayers we said, and we spoke not a word of sorrow." But these incidents are nothing when compared to the one I have almost withheld, out of sheer delicacy.... | |
 | 2013 - 249 σελίδες
...with our bayonets turning, By the straggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthom dimly burning. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we bollow'd his narrow bed And... | |
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