 | 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... | |
 | Kenneth O. Hall, Denis Benn - 2005 - 373 頁
...rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. The Bennett parody... | |
 | Khin Myo Chit (Daw) - 2005 - 136 頁
...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.... | |
 | Dora Helena Tamayo Ortiz - 2005 - 835 頁
...aquel pasaje sublime "La inhumación de Sir John Moore", descrito por Wolfe en estos versos inmortales: "But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him".z Venciendo el miedo con el despecho, pues la fámula detestaba a Mardoqueo tanto como su esposa,... | |
 | David M. Bethea - 2005 - 720 頁
...have been cut). 28. His "The Burial of Sir John Moore" (1817) is quoted in Journey to Arzrum: ". . . like a warrior taking his rest / With his martial cloak around him" (Pushkin, Pss, 8:450). This poem, known in Russia through L Kozlov's translation, was published for... | |
 | Henry Taylor - 2006 - 253 頁
...light, The sod with our baynots turning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, nor in sheet, nor in shroud we wound him but he lay like a warrior taking his rest, with his marshall cloak around him. Slowley and sadly we lay him down. From thejield o/his/resh and gory we... | |
 | 2013 - 249 頁
...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 not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as... | |
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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. 
