...sheet or in shroud we wound him ; Bat he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial eloak around him. " Few and short were the prayers we said, And we epoke not a word of sorrow ; Bat we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly tnoaght...

...the lanthorn dimly burning. 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...word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollow'd his narrow bed, And...

...lantern dimly burning! 1809 -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...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we stedi'astly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow ! We thought, as we...

...moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern" dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we bound him; But he lay like...were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word in sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow....

...the lantern dimly burning. 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...we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow : But we stedfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed...

...with some passages of Campbell's Lochiel, or with Wolfe's Burial of Sir John Moore, as in the lines, Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke...a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the fSce of the dead, And we bitterly thought on the morrow. But such a mode of recital would savour of...

...buried him darkly, at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moon-beam1s misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless...we spoke not a word of sorrow, But we steadfastly looked on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollowed his...

...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 his rest, With...word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we hitterly thought of the morrow. We thought as we hollow'd his narrow hed, And...

...and who was his predecessor as leader, stands alone. Even the poll tax was buried, at dead of night. 'Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow.'12 Our Rip van Winkle would have wondered whether Conservative fratricide was something borrowed...

...God," Harper crossed himself, then looked with horror at Sharpe. Lord Cochrane reverted to poetry: "Few and short were the prayers we said. And we spoke...word of sorrow, But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead. And we bitterly thought of the morrow." Then His Lordship began to laugh, and his laugh...