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Albuera allies Almeida approach Arapiles arrived artillery assailants Astorga attack attempt Badajos battalions battle Benevente bridge brigade British cavalry centre charge Ciudad Rodrigo Colonel command commenced confusion contest corps Corunna covered crossed detachment directed Douro driven back drove Elvina enemy enemy's column engagement fell fifth divisions force formed French army front gain possession gallantry garrison ground guard guns heavy fire heights hill horse hundred immediately infantry instantly killed and wounded light troops Lord Wellington loss Marmont Marshal Marshall Soult Massena ment Mondego morning moved movement night o'clock occupied officers piquets Portugal Portuguese position prisoners Prussians ramparts ravine reached rear received regiment repulsed reserve retired retreat river road Romana Salamanca sion Sir Arthur Wellesley Sir David Baird Sir Harry Burrard Sir John Moore Sir Rowland Hill Sir Thomas Graham soldiers Soult Spanish armies supported Tagus thousand tion town village Vittoria whole Zadorra
第 64 頁 - 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.
第 60 頁 - It is as well as it is. I had rather it should go out of the field with me ;" and in that manner, so becoming to a soldier, Moore was borne from the fight.
第 64 頁 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his 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 When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory!
第 64 頁 - 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! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In a grave where a Briton has laid him.
第 62 頁 - I hope the People of England will be satisfied! - I hope my Country will do me justice! Anderson, - you will see my friends as soon as you can. - Tell them, every thing - Say to my mother.
第 63 頁 - No coffin could be procured, and the officers of his staff wrapped the body, dressed as it was, in a military cloak and blankets. The interment was hastened ; for, about eight in the morning, some firing was heard, and the officers feared...
第 151 頁 - Madmen ! One moment of prosperity has bewildered them. The oppression and humiliation of the French people are beyond their power. If they enter France, they will there find their grave.
第 62 頁 - He then thanked the doctors for their attention. Captains Percy and Stanhope came into the room ; he spoke kindly to both, and asked Percy if all his aides-de-camp were well. He pressed my hand close to his body, and, in a few minutes, died without a struggle.