| Aristophanes - 1837 - 540 σελίδες
...shot, " O'er the 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, " And the lantern dimly burning."s* Any ordinary " hexameter "" may be converted into an " ana" paestic tetrameter" by simply... | |
| William Martin - 1838 - 368 σελίδες
...farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's...light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin confined his breast, Nor in sheet, nor in shroud we bound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 σελίδες
...farewell shot O'er 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...light. And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enelosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound htm But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,... | |
| Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 σελίδες
...farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero was huried. We huried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam's...light, And the 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... | |
| 1840 - 378 σελίδες
...farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sodfc with our bayonets turning — By the struggling moonbeam's...light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his... | |
| Cam river - 1841 - 318 σελίδες
...a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him deep at dead of night, The sod with our bayonets turning,...By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lanthorn dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet or shroud we wound him,... | |
| Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 σελίδες
...buried. | * Ireland my darling! — Ireland for ever! We buried Aim darkly at dead of night', I The sods with our bayonets turning, | By the struggling moonbeam's...And the lantern dimly burning. | No useless coffin enclos'd his breast, | Nor in sheet, nor in shroud, we bound' Aim ; | But Ae lay like a warrior taking... | |
| Henry Mayhew, Mark Lemon, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1892 - 362 σελίδες
...we hurried ; Not a fog-signal wailed from a husky throat O'er the grave where our " Broad-Gauge " we buried. We buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sod with our pickaxes turning, By the danger-signal's ruddy light, And our oil-lamps dimly burning. No useless tears,... | |
| 1842 - 504 σελίδες
...farewell shot O'er 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...light, And the 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... | |
| Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825 - 622 σελίδες
...farewell-shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. " We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sous with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's...And the lantern dimly burning. "No useless coffin enclos'd his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud \ve wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his... | |
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