 | 1842 - 504 pàgines
...and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But nothing he 'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the gnue where a Briton has laid him. But half of... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1849 - 316 pàgines
...the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we, far away on the billow. 5. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reek, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where his comrades have laid him. 6. No... | |
 | 1842 - 796 pàgines
...imperfect copy of the original. In one it is quite plain that the stanza, which closes with the lines — ' And we heard the distant and random gun, That the foe was sulienly firing.' and in which the word ' suddenly' is often substituted for ' sullenly' was printed... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 pàgines
...and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow I Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid...has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was suddenly firing. When the clock struck the... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 pàgines
...the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we, far away o'er the billow. Lightly they'll speak of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid...he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where his comrades have laid him. 20* Not the half of our heavy task was done, When the bell loll'd the hour... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 pàgines
...the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we, far away o'er the billow. 6. Lightly they'll speak of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid...reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where his comrades have laid him. 7. Not the half of our heavy fcisk was done 8. Slowly and sadly we laid... | |
 | 1884 - 918 pàgines
...Shakespeareauism.'2 And now, as it was said when brave Moore was laid to rest in his cloak, "But half our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring; " nor, indeed, will it be unexpected if I hear from over. Will it be believed ? Bottom's " wren with... | |
 | William Roscoe Thayer - 1907 - 842 pàgines
...to-morrow at chapel we '11 see no black eyes, Or noses that show they've been hit hard. The Faculty talk of the spirit that's gone. And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; But little we '11 care if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Sophomore laid him. T is time that our heavy... | |
 | Chester Dodd Heywood - 1969 - 348 pàgines
...Wolfe on the 'Burial of Sir John Moore.' We buried our fallen heroes 'darkly at the dead of night.' We heard the 'distant and random gun that the foe was sullenly firing,' but our foe's guns were not so random for they were placing shells near by that shook the still air... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1879 - 372 pàgines
...of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold asjhes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they'll let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. 7. But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the... | |
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We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head; And we far away on the billow! 
