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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. "
Scraps. [An anthology, ed.] by H. Jenkins - 第 44 頁
由 編輯 - 1864
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The literary class book; or, Readings in English literature

Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 頁
...In the grave where a Briton has laid him ! But half of our heavy task was done, When the bell toll'd the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carv'd not a line — we rais'd not a stone, But we left him alone, with his glory ! XXIII ON CR0EI/TY...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 頁
...dead, And we Utterly thought of the iBorrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone— But we left him alone with his glory. SONG. Oh, say...
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Cyclopedia of English Literature: a Selection of the Choicest ..., 第 2 卷

Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 頁
...lonely pillow, That the foe and the étranger would tread o'er hie head, And we far away on the billow 1 * * freeh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone — Bat we left him alone with his...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 頁
...head, And we far away on the billow I Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er bis cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck,...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory. SONG. Ob, say...
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First Book of Poetry for Elementary Schools

Frederic Charles Cook - 1851 - 118 頁
...half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly...not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. WOLFE. BATTLE OF THE BALTIC. Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, 第 6 卷,第 1 篇

1856 - 706 頁
...him. But half of our heavy task was done. When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we beard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly...and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stoneBut we left him alone with his glory ! Wolfe was always remarkable for the more than fastidious...
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The New American Speaker: A Collection of Oratorical and Dramatical Pieces ...

John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 頁
...clock struck the hour for retiring ; A.nd we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was suLenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the...not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory ! ABSALOM'S DREAM. METHOUGHT I stood again, at dead of night, In that rich sepulcher, viewing, alone,...
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Select English poetry, with notes by E. Hughes

Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 頁
...for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. BOADICEA. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field...and we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with7 his glory. Rev. C. WOLFE. 1. Breast, used in what sense ? 2. Point out the ellipsis in this line....
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First collection of instructive extracts

Scottish school-book assoc - 1852 - 248 頁
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And smuoth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carv'd not a line, and we rais'd not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory. EEV. C. WOLFE....
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Hausschatz englischer Poesie: Auswahl aus den Werken der bedeutendsten ...

Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 頁
...dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd hia narrow bed, And amooth'd down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger...sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But left him alone with his glory. Song. If I had...
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