 | Bernard Cornwell - 2009 - 338 頁
...Sharpe?" "No, my Lord." "You don't!" Cochrane sounded astonished, then again assumed his declamatory pose: "But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him" "The verses, you understand, refer to the burial of Sir John Moore. Did you know Moore?" "I met him,"... | |
 | Duane P. Schultz - 2002 - 486 頁
...head on which I inscribed: No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his shelter tent around him. Taylor was so despondent that it would be three days before he could write... | |
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Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. 
