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Page 64 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 60 - It is as well as it is. I had rather it should go out of the field with me ;" and in that manner, so becoming to a soldier, Moore was borne from the fight.
Page 64 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. 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!
Page 64 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In a grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 62 - I hope the People of England will be satisfied! - I hope my Country will do me justice! Anderson, - you will see my friends as soon as you can. - Tell them, every thing - Say to my mother.
Page 63 - No coffin could be procured, and the officers of his staff wrapped the body, dressed as it was, in a military cloak and blankets. The interment was hastened ; for, about eight in the morning, some firing was heard, and the officers feared...
Page 151 - Madmen ! One moment of prosperity has bewildered them. The oppression and humiliation of the French people are beyond their power. If they enter France, they will there find their grave.
Page 62 - He then thanked the doctors for their attention. Captains Percy and Stanhope came into the room ; he spoke kindly to both, and asked Percy if all his aides-de-camp were well. He pressed my hand close to his body, and, in a few minutes, died without a struggle.