 | English poetry - 1840 - 378 pages
...cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a-Britop has. laid him. But half of our heavy task was done...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But left him alone with his glory. It I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for thee ;... | |
 | Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 374 pages
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; Aud we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are... | |
 | Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 366 pages
...done, When the clock told the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down,...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. V THE WAR OF THE LEAGUE. A / . BY THOMAS MACAULEY. Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories... | |
 | Cam river - 1841 - 318 pages
...where a Briton has laid him. But half of our dreary task was done, When the clock told the hour of retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun,...of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone in his glory. WOLFE. HEY MY CHICKEN. HEY my chicken, my... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1842 - 440 pages
...bed, And smooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, — But left him alone with his glory. SONG. IF I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for... | |
 | Old Humphrey - Sailors - 1842 - 366 pages
...Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.' " " They are beautifiil lines indeed." " Lord Paget, now Marquess of Anglesey, must ever rank as one... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1825 - 622 pages
...gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid hirr^, — But little he'll reek, if they let him sleep on Jn the grave where a Briton has laid him. " But half...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone, But wo left him alone with his glory !" It is impossible... | |
 | English poetry - 1843 - 368 pages
...lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his And we far away on the billow ! [head, Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And...Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of liis fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But left him alone with... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er bis still, as if with opium drugged, Snore to the murmurs of the Atlantic wave? Is freeh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with his... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...! they '11 talk of the spirit that '3 gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he '11 reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory ! WOLFE. THE ROSE. THE rose had been washed, just washed in a shower, Which Mary to Anna conveyed ;... | |
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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. 
