 | Benedict Richard O'Gorman Anderson - 1991 - 244 頁
...light, And the lantern dimly burning. 3. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him . . . 5. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe... | |
 | 1941 - 1210 頁
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 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 頁
...securely, till the sea extends Its limber margin, and precision ends. (1. 33—36) HelP; MOS; NOBA; QFR 2 OBTV; TW EnRP: OBNC; PoEL-4; Son MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE (1861-1907) Unwelc (1. 11—12) 3 We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone. But we left him alone with his glory.... | |
 | Catherine Parr Strickland Traill - 1994 - 264 頁
...how did you feel when hearing, and sight, and speech were all shut out?" asked Kate Dalton. "I felt like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him." "Nonsense, my dear; but how did you feel? Do tell me." "Exactly like a person who had been buried alive,... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 頁
...misty light, And the lantern dimly hurning. No useless coffin enclosed his hreast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we... | |
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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. 
